Queen Of The Silver Dollar Songtext

She arrives in all her splendourEvery night at nine o'clock.And her chariot is the crosstown busThat stops right down the block.Then the old piano minstrelPlays her song as she walks in,And the Queen of the Silver DollarShe's home again.She's the Queen of the Silver Dollar,And she rules this smokey kingdom.And her sceptre is a wine glass,And this bar stool is her throne.And the jesters flock around her,And fight to win her favoursAnd see which one will take the QueenOf the Silver Dollar home. Her royal gown is a satin dressThat's stained and slightly torn.And her sparklin' jewels are rhinestones,And her shoes are scuffed and wornFrom the many roads she's traveledAnd the wondrous sites she's seen.And I watch her and I pray.God save the Queen. She's the Queen of the Silver Dollar,And she rules this smokey kingdom.And her sceptre is a wine glass,And this bar stool is her throne.And the jesters flock around her,And fight to win her favoursAnd see which one will take the QueenOf the Silver Dollar home. The Queen of the Silver Dollar'sShe's not as haughty as she may seem.She was once an ordinary girlWith ordinary dreams .But I found her and I won her.And I brought her into this world.Yes, I'm the man who made a QueenOf a simple country girl. Now she's the Queen of the Silver Dollar,And she rules this smokey kingdom.And her sceptre is a wine glass,And this bar stool is her throne.And the jesters flock around herAnd fight to win her favorsAnd see which one will take the QueenOf the Silver Dollar home.