Gentlemen it is my duty To inform you of one beauty Though I'd ask you of a favor 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
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 her pardon For not one could match the beauty Of the queen of all Argyll
On that evening that I mention I passed with light intention Through a part of our dear country Known for beauty and for style Being a place of noble thinkers Of scholars and great drinkers But above them all for splendour Shone the queen of all Argyll
So my lads my needs must leave you My intention's not to grieve you Nor indeed would I decieve you Oh I'll see you in a while I must find some way to gain her To court her and to tame her I fear my heart's in danger From the queen of all Argyll