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
