Merle Haggard - I wonder if they ever think of me

^GThere's not much a man can ^Cdo inside a ^Gprison Just take his ^D7memory trips and fight the ^Gpain

And a word from home can ^Cmean so much to a ^Gprisoner It's been ^A7years now since that last letter ^D7came

^GNot a day goes by that ^CI don't think of ^Gmama And my nights are filled with ^D7thoughts of sweet ^GMarie

And old friends I ran around with keep ^Con running through my ^Gmind But I just wonder if they ^D7ever think of ^Gme

I ^D7wonder if they know that I'm ^Gstill living And still ^Cproud to be a ^Gpart of Uncle ^D7Sam

I ^Cwonder if they think I died of ^Ghunger In ^A7this rotten prison camp in Viet ^D7Nam

^GNot a day goes by that ^CI don't think of ^Gmama And my nights are filled with ^D7thoughts of sweet ^GMarie

And I remember daddy saying you'll ^Ccome back a better ^Gman And I just wonder if they ^D7ever think of ^Gme

Oh I just wonder if they ^D7ever think of ^Gme