The Diamond Holster Songtext
von Wyatt Raynes

On a Texas high
Heatwave, July
The desperado Bolton boys did ride
Storming the city square
Guns waving in the air
To stop these foes
One hero would rise

Diamonds on his holster
Sparkle in the light
Of the high noon sun
Lightning in a bottle
Flashes twice as bright
As the high noon sun


They all came face to face
Took ten steps, keeping pace
He turned so fast you couldn′t see him draw
But we heard those pistol shots
The thud of bodies dropped
As the dust settled
The scene would soon unfold

Diamonds on his holster
One stands alone
Under the high noon sun
Six brothers rode in
A bullet for each one
Under the high noon sun

You messed with the wrong gun

Six brothers rode in
A bullet for each one
Under the high noon sun

You're blind, you made a big mistake
Those diamonds are hard to look away from

A hush comes over the crowd
Our hero falls to the ground
Scarlet soaks into the desert floor