Down the Buckney den the burn crashes brown from the Autumn spate
The spreading hazels rustle as they bend and sway as they laden wait
My fathers they have walked this road and now I know
And yes didn't they know
There is no great and heavy load
And now I know
Yes and didn't they know

Fa la-a la la la-a
We stand on solid ground, on solid ground
Fa la-a la la la-a
We stand on solid ground, on solid ground

Across the Arlick face the amber sun beats down to tint the vivid green
I hear it wild and loud, feel it wide and proud, the way it's always been
My fathers they have looked this way and now I know
Yes didn't they know
No clever words we have to say
And now I know
Yes didn't they know

Fa la-a la la la-a
We stand on solid ground, on solid ground
Fa la-a la la la-a
We stand on solid ground, on solid ground
It's the Land, it is our wisdom
It's the Land, it shines us through
It's the Land, it feeds our children
It's the Land, you cannot own the Land
The Land owns you

It's the Land, it is our wisdom
It's the Land, it shines us through
It's the Land, it feeds our children
It's the Land, you cannot own the Land
The Land owns you

Where is the honest truth? Where is the open soul? Where is the simple smile?
A couthie word or two for the passing stranger who may rest a while
My fathers they have said these things and now I know
Yes didn't they know
The joy that shared friendship brings
And now I know
Yes didn't they know

Fa la-a la la la-a
We stand on solid ground, on solid ground
Fa la-a la la la-a
We stand on solid ground, on solid ground
Fa la-a la la la-a
We stand on solid ground, on solid ground
Fa la-a la la la-a
We stand on solid ground, on solid ground
It's the Land, it is our wisdom
It's the Land, it shines us through
It's the Land, it feeds our children
It's the Land, you cannot own the Land
The Land owns you

It's the Land, it is our wisdom
It's the Land, it shines us through
It's the Land, it feeds our children
It's the Land, you cannot own the Land
The Land owns you