I´m praying for rain in California So the grapes can grow and they can make more wine And I´m a-sitting in a honky in Chicago
With a broken heart and a woman on my mind
I matched 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 crying?" 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 And I thought I´d get a job and just forget her But in Chicago, a broken heart is still the same
I matched 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 crying?"
I say, "Little ole wine drinker me" Yeah I say, "Little ole wine drinker me"