Little Ole Wine Drinker, Me

I'm praying for rain in California

So the grapes can 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 asked the man behind the bar for the jukebox

And the music takes me back to Tennessee

And they asked, who's the fool in the corner cryin'?

I say, a little ol' 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, the broken heartache's still the same

I asked the man behind the bar for the jukebox

And the music takes me back to Tennessee

When they ask, who's the fool in the corner cryin'?

I say a little ol' wine drinker me

I say a little ol' wine drinker me