The Stamping Ground

April comes to the new grass

On the hills of gold

Tha feur ùr air bàrr an talaimh,

Bàrr an talaimh, horribh ò



Where winter falls in the long cold north

Black waters wait in ice and snow

Tha feur ùr air bàrr an talaimh,

Bàrr an talaimh, horribh ò



Black waters wait in ice and sun

Through the glens where your great rivers run.



Back on the stamping ground

To where it all began

Back on the stamping ground

We come again.



So we tend and we nurture

All the seeds we've sown

Tha feur ùr air bàrr an talaimh,

Bàrr an talaimh, horribh ò



Through all the frosts and rains

the west winds blow

Till the fields turn ripe

And the harvest stored

Tha feur ùr air bàrr an talaimh,

Bàrr an talaimh, horribh ò



Through all the frosts and rains the west winds send.

We will wait here till the winter's end.



Back on the stamping ground

To where it all began

Back on the stamping ground

We come again.



So it's blood on blood

Our bond, our word

Tha feur ùr air bàrr an talaimh,

Bàrr an talaimh, horribh ò



For the strength and weakness

Of our days

Is to take you there

On a journey shared

Tha feur ùr air bàrr an talaimh,

Bàrr an talaimh, horribh ò



So take this thing

Make is sparkle and glow

It's much greater than we may ever know.



Back on the Stamping ground

To where it all began

Back on the stamping ground

We come again.



Back on the stamping ground

To where it all began

Back on the stamping ground

We come again.



Back on the stamping ground

To where it all began

Back on the stamping ground

We come again.



Back on the stamping ground

To where it all began

(It's blood on blood)

Back on the stamping ground

(It's our bond our word)

We come again

Back on the stamping ground...

Back on the stamping grounds