Gentlemen it is my duty To inform you of one beauty Though I'd ask of you a favour Not to seek her for a while Though I own she is a creature Of character and feature No words can paint the picture Of the queen of all Argyll
Chorus And if you could have seen her there Boys, if you had just been there The swan was in her movement And the morning in her smile All the roses in the garden They bow and ask for pardon For not one could match the beauty Of the Queen of all Argyll
On the evening that I mentioned I passed with light intention Through a part of our dear country Known for beauty and for style In a place of noble thinkers Of scholars and great drinkers But above them all for splendour Shone the Queen of all Argyll
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So my lads I needs must leave you My intentions no' to grieve you Nor indeed would I deceive you Oh I'll see you in a while I must find some way to gain her To court her and attain her I fear my heart's in danger From the Queen of all Argyll