© words & music by Annie Wilson
from CD Clean Curve of Hill Against Sky

Album Notes: The picturesque Diamond Creek runs through a lovely, fertile valley draining the high ridges of northwest Chase County.  It provides the setting and extended metaphor for this Flint Hills love story of a young cowgirl and cowboy.

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I first met my darling at the Diamond Creek Dance 
And I trembled the first time that he held my hand 
Then later we walked to the creek bank below 
Where the moon shown like diamonds on the soft riffle flow 

We walked to the bridge once right after a storm 
With the creek water ragin, we stood by the shore 
As he took off his hat, the wind pulled back my hair 
In the flash of the lightning, he first kissed me there 

My Diamond Creek darlin, he's waiting for me 
Where the clear water flows 'neath the Cottonwood trees 
I'm on my way home, to his sweet arms I'll go 
He's my Diamond Creek cowboy, the one I love so 

As we started out ridin one morning for strays 
The risin sun sent out its first magic rays 
They lit up the dewdrops like rubies and pearls 
The pasture rock crystals were shimmering gold 

We talked of the happiness our love could bring 
He unsnapped his pocket and took out a ring 
He said he was sorry the diamond was small 
It's perfect, I said, and I love you, that's all       


We gathered our families on the banks of the creek 
Where the waterfall trickles its music so sweet 
As the baby calves nuzzled the fat mother cows 
We prayed to the hilltops and whispered our vows 

Now the Diamond Creek flows past our own little ranch 
In the green upland valley of the river's north branch 
And our little ones splash in the shallows and pools 
They sparkle in sunlight like diamonds and jewels