Little Old Wine Drinker, Me

Little Old Wine Drinker, Me - The Hit Co.

I'm praying for a rain in California

So the grapes can grow and they can make more wine

And I'm sitting back

In a honky in Chicago

With a broken heart and a woman

On my mind

I'll ask 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'll say little old wine drinker me

When 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 heary is still the same

I'll ask 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'll say little old wine drinker me

I say a little old wine drinker me