BMI Work #: 9197939
King Of The Wooden Nickel (Larry W. Jones 10/18/2007) (song#5085)

The king arrives in all his glory
At nine when the band begins to play
Every time it's the same old story
They all watch his kingdom waste away
In jest they all bow down before him
As the steel guitar begins to moan
And he knows they're all there to welcome
The king of the Wooden Nickel home

He's the king of the Wooden Nickel
And he rules this honky tonk domain
His sceptre is a long neck bottle
His throne is a bar stool with a cane
All of the bar room jokers know him
As a man who fell from his good name
Seems he lost everything to the queen
That queen of the Silver Dollar dame

His royal cloak is all in tatters
An old duster coat that looks forlorn
The old king's dreams have all been shattered
And the subjects of his kingdom mourn
Down dirty sidewalks he now travels
And goes home alone the way he came
Seems he lost everything to the queen
That queen of the Silver Dollar dame

He's the king of the Wooden Nickel
But he's not as merry as he seems
He was at the top of the ladder
That fell down along with all his dreams
This honky tonk is where you'll find him
In this kingdom he has found his fame
And there's one to blame when dreams went dim
That queen of the Silver Dollar dame

He's the king of the Wooden Nickel
And he rules this honky tonk domain
His sceptre is a long neck bottle
His throne is a bar stool with a cane
All of the bar room jokers know him
As a man who fell from his good name
Seems he lost everything to the queen
That queen of the Silver Dollar dame