Standard (EADGBE)

Chorus

She's the Queen of the Silver Dollar, And she rules this smokey kingdom.

And her sceptre is a wine glass, And this 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 arrives in all her splendour every night at nine o'clock.

And her chariot is the crosstown bus That stops right down the block.

Then the old piano minstrel plays her song as she walks in,

And the Queen of the Silver dollar She's home again.

Her royal gown is a satin dress, that's stained and slightly torn.

And her sparklin' jewels are rhinestones, And her shoes are scuffed and worn

From the many roads she's traveled And the wondrous sites she's seen.

And I watch her and I pray, God save the Queen.

The Queen of the Silver Dollar's, 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.

Now she's the....