Paroles de Little ole wine drinker me

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,
When they ask who's the fool in the corner, crying,
I say, that 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 a 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 that little ole wine drinker me.
I say that little ole wine drinker me.