CHORUS

And if you could have seen her there,

By God, if you had just been there,

The swan was in her movement and the morning in her smile,

All the roses in the garden,

Would bow and ask her pardon,

For not one could match the beauty of the Queen of old Argyll

Gentle friends it is me 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 teacher
Of character and feature
No words can paint the picture
Of the queen of old Argyll

CHORUS

On the evening that I mentioned
I passed with light intention
Through a part of our dear country
Known for beauty and for style
Bein' a place of noble thinkers
Of scholars and great drinkers
But above them all for splendour
Shone the Queen of old Argyll
CHORUS

So my friends I needs must leave you
My intentions no' to grieve you
Nor indeed would I deceive you
For I'll see you in a while
I must learn how to relate her
Understand her and explain her
Oh I fear my heart's in danger
From the Queen of old Argyll