*Gentleman, it is me dutynTo inform you of one beautynThough I'd ask of you a favor not seek her for a whilenThough I own she is a creaturenOf character and featurenNo words can paint the picture of the Queen of all ArgyllnnAnd if you could have seen her therenBoys, if you had just been therenThe swan was in her movementsnAnd the morning in her smilenAll the roses in the garden, they'd bow and ask her pardonnFor not one could match the beautynOf the Queen of all ArgyllnnOn the evening that I mentionednI passed with light intentionnThrough a part of our dear country known for beautynand for stylenIn the place of noble thinkersnOf scholars and great drinkersnBut above them all for splendor shone the Queen of all ArgyllnnAnd if you could have seen her therenBoys, if you had just been therenThe swan was in her movementsnAnd the morning in her smilenAll the roses in the garden, they'd bow and ask her pardonnFor not one could match the beautynOf the Queen of all ArgyllnnSo my lads I needs must leavenMy intentions no' to grieve younNor indeed would I decieve you, oh, Ill see you in a whilenI must find some way to gain hernTo court her and attain hernI fear my heart's in danger from the Queen of all ArgyllnnAnd if you could have seen her therenBoys, if you had just been therenThe swan was in her movementsnAnd the morning in her smilenAll the roses in the garden, they'd bow and ask her pardonnFor not one could match the beautynOf the Queen of all ArgyllnnAnd if you could have seen her therenBoys, if you had just been therenThe swan was in her movementsnAnd the morning in her smilenAll the roses in the garden, they'd bow and ask her pardonnFor not one could match the beautynOf the Queen of all Argyll