i wonder if they ever think of me

there's not much a man can do inside a prisoner

just take his mem'ry 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 sayin' 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.