Queen Of The Silver Dollar

She's the Queen of the Silver Dollar she rules this smoky kingdom
And her sceptre is a wine glass and her barstool is her throne
Now the jesters they flock around her tryin' to win their favors
And see which one will take the Queen of the Silver Dollar home

She arrives with all her splendor each night at nine o'clock
And her chariot is the crosstown bus that stops right down the block
Now the old piano minstrel plays her song as she walks in
And the Queen of the Silver Dollar's home again
She's the Queen of the Silver Dollar...

Now her royal dress is a satin it's shabby and it's torn
Her royal jewels're rhinestones her shoes are scuffed and worn
On the many a road she's been down and the places that she's seen
And they all look at her and say God save the Queen
Now the Queen of the Silver Dollar is not as naughty as she seems
She was once an ordinary girl with ordinary dreams
There's a man who found her and brought her to this world
I'm the one who made the Queen of a simple country girl
She's the Queen of the Silver Dollar...