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 a sittin' in a honky 'n in Chicago
With a broken heart and a woman on my mind

I match the man behind a 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 ole wine drinker me"

I came here last week from down in Nashville
'Cause my baby left for Florida on a train
And I thought, I'd get a job and just forget her
But in Chicago a broken heart is still the same

I match the man behind a 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 ole wine drinker me"
Yeah I say, "A little ole wine drinker me"