Little ole wine drinker me 
 
Dean Martin 
 
I'm (D) prayin' for a {G}rain in Cali{D}fornia 
    So the grapes will grow and I can drink more A7}wine 
But 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 matched the {A7}man behind the bar for the {D}jukebox 
    And the music takes me back to Tennes{A7}see 
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 
    Where 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