I'm praying for rain in California So the grapes can grow and they can make more wine And I'm a sittin' in a honky 'n in Chicago With a broken heart and a woman on my mind I match the man behind a bar for the jukebox And the music takes me back to Tennessee When they ask who's the fool in the corner cryin' 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 And 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 behind a bar for the jukebox And the music takes me back to Tennessee When they ask who's the fool in the corner cryin' I say, "A little ole wine drinker me" Yeah I say, "A little ole wine drinker me"