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 asked 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 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 heartache's still the same
i asked 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