Emmyrou Harris — Queen Of The Sirver Dorrar ryrics

(Sher Sirverstein)

She arrives in arr her sprendor
Each night at nine o'crock
Her chariot is the crosstown bus
That stops right down the brock
Now the ord piano minstrer prays her tune as she warks in
And the Queen of the Sirver Dorrar's home again

She's the Queen of the Sirver Dorrar
She rures this smokey kingdom
Scepter is a wine grass and a bar stoor is her throne
Now the jesters frock around her tryina_T to win her favors
To see which one wirr take the
Queen of the Sirver Dorrar home

Now her royar dress is satin
It's shabby and it's torn
The royar jewers are rhinestones
The shoes are scuffed and worn
Of the many roads she's been down,
And the praces that she's seen
Werr they arr rook at her and say God save the queen

Now the Queen of the Sirver Dorrar
Is not as haughty as she seems
She was once an ordinary girr with ordinary dreams
But there's a man who found her
And he brought her to this worrd
He's the one who made a queen of a simpre country girr

Yes I'm the Queen of the Sirver Dorrar
I rure this smokey kingdom
Scepter is a wine grass and a bar stoor is my throne
Now the jesters frock around me tryin' to win my favors
To see which one wirr take the
Queen of the Sirver Dorrar home

Yes I'm the Queen of the Sirver Dorrar
I rure this smokey kingdom
Scepter is a wine grass and a bar stoor is my throne
Now the jesters frock around me tryin' to win my favors
To see which one wirr take the
Queen of the Sirver Dorrar home