Little Ole Wine Drinker Me

I'm praying for rain in California
So the grapes will grow and they can make more wine
And I'm sitting in a honky in Chicago
With a broken heart and a woman on my mind
I ask the man behind the bar for the jukebox
And the music takes me back to Tennessee
And they ask who's the fool in the corner crying
I say a little old wine drinker me
I came here last week from down in Nashville
Cause my baby left for Florida on a train
I thought I'd get a job and just forget her
But in Chicago a broken heart is still the same
I ask the man behind the bar for the jukebox
And the music takes me back to Tennessee
And they ask who's the fool in the corner crying
I say a little old wine drinker me
I came here last week from down in Nashville
Cause my baby left for Florida on a train
I thought I'd get a job and just forget her
But in Chicago a broken heart is still the same
I say a little old wine drinker me