Little Old Wine Drinker Me lyrics

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 matched the man behind the bar for the jukebox

And the music takes me back to Tennessee

And he asked who's the fool in the corner crying

I say a little old 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 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 a little old wine drinker me

I say a little old wine drinker me