I Wonder If They Ever Think Of Me - Merle Haggard, The Strangers

There’s not much a man can do inside a prisoner

Just take his memory trips and fights the pain

And a word from home can mean so much to a prisoner

It’s been years since that last letter came

Not a day goes by that I don’t think of mama

And my nights are filled with thoughts of sweet Marie

And old friends I ran around with keep on running through my mind

But I just wonder if they ever think of me

I wonder if they know that I’m still living

And still proud to be a part of Uncle Sam

I wonder if they think I died of hunger

In this rotten prison camp in Viet Nam

Not a day goes by that I don’t think of mama

And my nights are filled with thoughts of sweet Marie

And I remember daddy saying you’ll come back a better man

And I just wonder if they ever think of me

Oh, I just wonder if they ever think of me