She's the Queen of the Silver Dollar she rules the smokey kingdom Sceptre is a wine glass and a barstool is her throne
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Now the jesters flock around her tryin' to win her favor
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To see which one will take the Queen of the Silver Dollar home
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She arrives with all her splendor each night at nine o'clock
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Her chariot is a crosstown bus that stops right down the block
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Now the old piano minstrel plays a tune 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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Now the royal dress is satin it's shabby and it's torn
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Her royal jewels are rhinestones her shoes are scuffed and worn
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Of the many roads she's been down and the places that she's seen
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Well they all look at her and say God save the Queen
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Now the Queen of the Silver Dollar is not as haughty as she seems
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She was once an ordinary girl with ordinary dreams
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But there's a man who found her and he brought her to this world
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He's the one who made a Queen of a simple country girl
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She's the Queen of the Silver Dollar...
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Queen Of The Silver Dollar
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| Dave & Sugar |
