She's the queen of the Silver Dollar, and she rules this smokey kingdom And her sceptre is a wine gla** and a bar-stool is her throne And the jesters, they flock around her, and they fight to win her favours And see which one will take the queen of the Silver Dollar home She arrives in all her splendour every night at nine o'clock And her chariot is a cross-town bus that stops right down the block The ol' piano minstrel plays a song as she walks in And the queen of the Silver Dollar, she's home again She's the queen of the Silver Dollar, and she rules this smokey kingdom And her sceptre is a wine gla** and a bar-stool is her throne And the jesters flock around her, and fight to win her favours And see which one will take the queen of the Silver Dollar home Her royal gown is a satin dress, that's stained and slightly torn And her sparkling j**els are rhinestones, and her shoes are scuffed and worn From the many roads she's travelled and the wonderous sights 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 gla** and a bar-stool is her throne And the jesters flock around her, and fight to win her favours And see which one will take the queen of the Silver Dollar home The queen of the Silver Dollar is not as haughty as she seems She was once an ordinary girl with ordinary dreams But I found her and I won her, and I brought her to this world Yes I'm the man who made a queen of a simple country girl She's the queen of the Silver Dollar, and she rules this smokey kingdom And her sceptre is a wine gla** and a bar-stool is her throne And the jesters flock around her, and fight to win her favours And see which one will take the queen of the Silver Dollar home She's the queen of the Silver Dollar, and she rules this smokey kingdom