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 MarieAnd 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 SamI wonder if they think I died of hunger In this rotten prison camp in VietnamNot a day goes by that I don't think of mama And my nights are filled with thoughts of sweet MarieAnd 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
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 MarieAnd 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 SamI wonder if they think I died of hunger In this rotten prison camp in VietnamNot a day goes by that I don't think of mama And my nights are filled with thoughts of sweet MarieAnd 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
