Queen Of Argyl

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
 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
 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