Little Ole Wine Drinker Me

	  		Little ole wine drinker me  
  
Dean Martin  
  
I'm (D) prayin' for a {G}rain in Cali{D}fornia  
    So the grapes can grow and they can  make A7}wine  
And I'm {D}sittin' in a {G}honky in Chi{D}cago  
    With a broken heart and a A7}woman on my {D}mind  
  
I ask the A7}man 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 A7}wine drinker me  
  
I {D}came here last {G}week from down in Nash{D}ville  
    cause my baby left for Florida on a A7}train  
I thought {D}I'd get a {G}job and just for{D}get her  
    But in Chicago, a broken heart A7}is still the {D}same  
  
I ask the A7}man 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 little ole A7 wine drinker me 
   
             Ill say little ole A7 wine drinker me.......