Queen of Argyle originally by Andy M. Stewart Gentlemen it is my duty, To inform you of one beauty, Though I ask of you a favor, 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 Argyle. CHORUS: And if you could have seen her there, Boys if you had just been there, The swan was in her movement, And the mornin' in her smile. All the roses in the garden, They'd bow and ask her pardon, For not one could match the beauty, Of the Queen of all Argyle. On the evening that I mention, 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 Argyle. CHORUS So, my lads, my needs must leave you, My intention's not to grieve you, Nor indeed would I deceive you, For I'll see you in a while. I must find some way to gain her, To court her and to tame her, I fear my heart's in danger, From the Queen of all Argyle. CHORUS x 2