by Harlan Howard
You say you're heading out to California
You've heard the grapes are falling from the vine
I was hoping you might have the urge to write me
But I don't believe you will, so never mind
I was talking to a man down at Tenesco
I thought they might be hiring anytime
I'm so tired of going any way the wind blows
And I thought that me and you, but never mind
Chorus:
Never mind, never mind
I'm just talking through the wine
And you know that drinking always makes me sad
But before this night is through
I better say I love you
Or I'm gonna always wish that I had
I first saw you picking oranges in Orlando
And all day you kept your ladder close to mine
We froze in Georgia, burned up in Chicago
And I always thought that we, but never mind
And did you know today my baby called you daddy
Sometimes I've wished that she was yours and mine
I could call my brother Milt in Cincinnati
And ask him for a loan, but never mind