She wore lace White as snow Under A lavender dress It would show When he gave her His ring For him She'd do anything He used to call her Wild Iris If you said don't She would He had a love for Her pure as diamonds Back when good times Were really good Every night They would run From behind the law Would soon come She'd hold on To him so tight And they'd disappear Into the night He used to call her Wild Iris If you said don't She would She had a love for Hhim pure as diamonds Back when good times Were really good Now she's eighty And he's gone To her grandkids She's always been old But in her mind She's with him Forever young Chasing the wind He used to call her Wild Iris If you said don't She would They had a love so fine Pure as diamonds Back when good times Were really good