She arrives in all her splendor
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Every night at nine o'clock
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And her chariot is the crosstown bus
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That stops right down the block
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Then the old piano minstrel
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Plays her song as she walks in
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And the Queen of the Silver Dollar's home again
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She's the Queen of the Silver Dollar
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And she rules this smoky kingdom
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And her scepter is a wine glass
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And this bar stool is her throne
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And the jesters flock around her
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And fight to win her favors
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And see which one will take the Queen
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Of the Silver Dollar home
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Her royal gown is a satin dress
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That's stained and slightly torn
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And her sparklin' jewels are rhinestones
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And her shoes are scuffed and worn
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From the many roads she's traveled
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And the wondrous sites she's seen
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And I watch her and I pray
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God save the Queen
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The Queen of the Silver Dollar's
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Not as haughty as she seems
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She was once an ordinary girl
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With ordinary dreams
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But I found her and I won her
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And I brought her into this world
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Yes, I'm the man who made a Queen
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Of a simple country girl
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Now she's the Queen of the Silver Dollar
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And she rules this smoky kingdom
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And her scepter is a wine glass
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And this bar stool is her throne
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And the jesters flock around her
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And fight to win her favors
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And see which one will take the Queen
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Of the Silver Dollar home
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Queen Of The Silver Dollar
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| Dr. Hook |
