Little Ole Wine Drinker Me

Little ole wine drinker me   Dean Martin   I’m () prayin’ for a {G}rain in Cali{D}fornia       So the grapes can grow and they can  make    And I’m {D}sittin’ in a {G}honky in Chi{D}cago       With a broken heart and a on my {D}mind   I ask the behind the bar for the {D}jukebox       And the music takes me back to Tennes{A7}see and When they {D}ask ’Who’s the {G}fool in the {D}corner {G}cryin’       I say that little ole drinker me   I {D}came here last {G}week from down in Nash{D}ville       cause my baby left for Florida on a    I thought {D}I’d get a {G}job and just for{D}get her       But in Chicago a broken heart still the {D}same   I ask the behind the bar for the {D}jukebox    And the music takes me back to Tennes{A7}see and    when they {D}ask ’Who’s the fool in the corner {G}cryin’    I say little ole wine drinker me              Ill say little ole wine drinker me.......