Runrig - Stamping Ground

an excellent song by runrig that’s relatively easy to play even for beginners as there
are only 4 chords used ( C , G , D , Em )

( translation :
gaidhlig : ’tha feur ur air bar an tallamh , bar an tallamh , horribh o’
english : ’there’s a new grass growing on the top of the soil’

( just singing in the verses . after the first two choruses , instruments stop playing and
there is only singing , apart from the 3 drum beats used on ’tha feur ur air bar an
tallamh , bar an tallamh , horribh o’ line .

verse 1 :
G C G
april comes to the new grass on the hills of gold
G C G C
tha feur ur air bar an tallamh , bar an tallamh , horribh o
G C
where winter falls in the long cold north
G C G
black waters wait in the ice and snow
G C G C
tha feur ur air bar an tallamh , bar an tallamh , horribh o
G C
black waters wait in the ice and sun
C G
through the glens where your great rivers run

chorus :
C G D C
back on the stamping ground
Em C G D
to where it all began
C G D C
back on the stamping ground
G
we come again

same notes for verses 2 & 3 : ( G , C )
same chords for chorus : ( C , G , D , C , Em ,
C , G , D , C , G , D , C , G )

verse 2 :
so we tend and we nurtur all the seeds we’ve sown
tha feur ur air bar an tallamh , bar an tallamh , horribh o
through all the frosts and rains the west winds blow
till the fields turn ripe and a harvest stored
tha feur ur air bar an tallamh , bar an tallamh , horribh o
through all the frosts and rains the west winds blow
we will wait here till the winter’s end

chorus :
back on the stamping ground
to where it all began
back on the stamping ground
we come again

verse 3 :
so it’s blood on blood , our bond , our word
tha feur ur air bar an tallamh , bar an tallamh , horribh o
for the strength and weakness of our days
is to take you there on a journey shared
tha feur ur air bar an tallamh , bar an tallamh , horribh o
so take this ring , make it sparkle and glow
it’s much greater than we may ever know

chorus :
back on the stamping ground
to where it all began
back on the stamping ground
we come again