Little Ole Wine Drinker Me

I'm prayin' for rain in California

So the grapes can grow and they can make more wine

And I'm sittin' in a honky in Chicago

With a broken heart and a woman on my mind

I've 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, 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, a broken heart is still the same

I've 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, little ole wine drinker me

I say, little ole wine drinker me