| Gentlemen it is me duty |
| To inform you of one beauty |
| Though I'd ask of you a favour |
| No' 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 movements |
| 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 mentioned |
| I passed with light intention |
| Through a part of our dear country |
| Known for beauty and for style |
| In the place of noble thinkers |
| Of scholars and great drinkers |
| But above them all for splendour |
| Shone the Queen of all Argyll |
| Chorus |
| 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 |
| Chorus (2x) |