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 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 cryin'

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 heartaches

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 cryin'

I say a little ole

wine drinker me

I say a little ole

wine drinker me...