i m praying for the rain in california so the grapes can grow and they can make more wine i m sittin in a honky in chicago with a broken heart and a woman on my mind i match the man behind the bar for the jukebox then the music takes me back to tennessee when they ask who s the fool in the corner cryin i say 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 soon forget her but in chicago a broken heart is still the same i match the man behind the bar for the jukebox i say little ole wine drinker me