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...