Little Ole Wine Drinker Me

Dean Martin

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VERSE 1
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I'm pray-in' for rain, in Cal-if-or-nia,
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So the grapes can grow and they can make more wine
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And I'm sitt-in' in a honk-y, in Chic-a-go,
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With a bro-ken heart and a wom-an, on my mind.

CHORUS
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I asked the man, be-hind the bar,
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To play, the juke-box,
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And the mus-ic takes me back to Tenn-ess-ee,
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And he asked, who's the fool, 
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In the cor-ner cry-in'
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I say, Litt-le Ole Wine Drink-er Me.

VERSE 2
I came here, last week from down in Nash-ville,

'Cause my ba-by, left for Flor-i-da on a train,

I thought, I'd get a job and just for-get, her,

But in Chic-ago, a bro-ken heart,

Is still the same.

CHORUS TO END.

Добавил: ?, 2011.11.05

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