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 they ask, "who's the fool in the corner crying?"
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 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, "a little ole wine drinker, me"
I say, "a little ole wine drinker, me"

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