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Queen Of Argyll

Lack Of Limits2000年8月19日

Queen Of Argyll 歌词

Queen of Argyll (Live) (阿盖尔女王) - Lack Of Limits

Written by:Trad/Marcus Friedeberg/Marcus Friedeberg (Bearbeiter)

Gentlemen 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

 

Hey yeah yeah hey

 

Gentlemen 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 creature

 

Of character and feature

 

No words can paint the picture

 

Of the queen of all Argyll

And if you could thing about

Boys if you had just been there

The swan was in her movements

And the marvel 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 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

 

And if you could thing about

Boys if you had just been there

The swan was in her movements

And the marvel 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

 

So my lads now I 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

 

And if you could thing about

 

Boys if you had just been there

The swan was in her movements

And the marvel 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

 

And if you could thing about

 

Boys if you had just been there

The swan was in her movements

And the marvel 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

 

For not one could match the beauty

Of the Queen of all Argyll

 

For not one could match the beauty

 

Of the Queen of all Argyll