It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine
Fiddler's Green - Queen of Argyll Gentlemen it is me duty To inform you of one beauty Though I'd 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 Argyll
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 splendor 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