Solid Ground - The Gothard Sisters

Where is the honest truth?

Where is the open soul?

Where is the simple smile?

A friendly word or two

for the passing stranger

who may rest awhile.

Across the Arlic face

the amber sun beats down

upon the vivid green.

I hear it wide and loud

feel it wild and proud

the way its always been.

And my fathers they have walked this road

and now they no-oh-oh-oh,

yes didn’t they know-oh?

There is no great and heavy load.

Lalalalalalalala

We stand on solid ground

On solid ground

Lalalalalalalala

We stand on solid ground

On solid ground

(s u p e r r o c k i n f i d d l e t u n e s)

My fathers they have looked this way

and now