lurkers
little ol' wine drinker me
I'm prayin' for rain in California So the grapes can grow and they can make more wine And I'm sittin' in a honky in Chicago With a broken heart and a woman on my mind  I've 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 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 just forget her But in Chicago, a broken heart is still the same  I've 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 cryin' I say, little ole wine drinker me I say, little ole wine drinker me