Little Old Wine Drinker

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 who plays the jukebox
Cause the music takes me back to Tennessee
When he asked who's the fool in the corner crying
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
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 who plays the jukebox
Cause the music takes me back to Tennessee
When they ask who's the fool in the corner crying
I say little ole wine drinker me
I say little ole wine drinker me