Gentlemen, it is my duty
To inform you of one beauty,
Though I’d ask of you a favor no’ to see her for a while.
Though I own she is a creature,
Of character and feature,
No words could paint the picture of the queen of all Argyll.
Cho: 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 the 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,
Far above them all for splendor shone the queen of all Argyll.
(cho)
Now my lads I needs must leave you;
My intention’s no’ to grieve you,
Nor indeed will I deceive you, no, I’ll see you in a while.
I must find some way to gain her,
To court her and obtain her,
Oh I fear my heart’s in danger from the queen of all Argyll.