Little ole wine drinker me
I'm praying for rain in CaliforniaSo the grapes can grow and they can make more wineAnd I'm sitting in a honky in ChicagoWith a broken heart and a woman on my mind
I matched the man behind the bar for the jukeboxAnd the music takes me back to TennesseeAnd he asked who's the fool in the corner cryingI say a little ole wine drinker me
I came here last week from down in Nashville'Cause my baby left for Florida on a trainI thought I'd get a job and just forget herBut in Chicago, the broken heartache's still the same
I matched the man behind the bar for the jukeboxAnd the music takes me back to TennesseeWhen they ask who's the fool in the corner cryingI say a little ole wine drinker meI say a little ole wine drinker me