Little ole winedrinker, me
1. I'm praying for rain in California,
A
so the grapes can grow and
they can make more wine.
D G D
And I'm sitting in a honky in
Chicago,
A D
with a broken heart and a
woman on my mind.
I matched the man, behind the bar, for the jukebox,
A
and the music takes me back to Tennessee.
D G D D G G
And he asked who's the fool in the corner crying,
D A D
I say, a little ole wine
drinker, me.
2. I came here last week from down in Nashville,
A
'cause my baby left for
Florida on a train.
D G D
I thought I'd get a job and just
forget her,
A D
but in Chicago, the broken
heartache's still the same.
I say, a little ole wine drinker, me.