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