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...