Gentle men 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.



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 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