I'm praying for the rain in California

So the grapes can grow and they can make more wine

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

I match the man behind the bar for the jukebox

And the music takes me back to Tennessee

When they ask him who's the fool in the corner crying

I say a little ole wine drinker me

[ harmonica ]

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 a broken heart is still the same

I match the man...

I say a little ole wine drinker me