I'm prayin' for rain in California so the grapes can grow and they can make more wine

And I'm a sittin' in a honky in Chicago with a broken heart and a woman on my mind

I match the man behind the bar about 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

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I came here last week from down in Nashville cause my baby left for Florida on a train

I thought I'd get a mill job and just forget her

But in Chicago a broken heart is still the same

I match the man behind the bar...

Little ole wine drinker me