Merle Haggard, i wonder if they ever think of me. Chords
Tempo:
105.7 bpm
Chords used:
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F
Eb
C
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Bb]
There's not [Eb] much a man can do inside [Bb] a prison,
Just [F] take his memory trips and [Bb] fight the pain.
And a word from home [Eb] can mean so much [Bb] to a prisoner,
[C] It's been years now since that last [F] letter came.
Not [Bb] a day goes by [Eb] that I don't [Bb] think of Mama,
[F] [Bb]
And my nights are filled [F] with thoughts of [Bb] sweet Marie.
And old friends I run around with keep [Eb] on running through [Bb] my mind,
And I just wonder if [F] they ever [Bb] think of me.
[F]
[Gm] [F] I wonder if they know that I'm [Bb] still living,
And [Eb] still proud to be [Bb] a part of [F] Uncle Sam.
[Eb] I wonder if they think I [Bb] died of hunger,
In [C] this rotten prison camp in [F] Vietnam.
Not [Bb] a day goes by [Eb] that I don't think [Bb] of Mama,
And my nights are filled [F] with thoughts of sweet [Bb] Marie.
And I remember Daddy saying,
You'll [Eb] come back a [Bb] better man,
And I just wonder if [F] they ever [Bb] think of me.
Oh, I just wonder [Eb] if anyone thinks of me.
[Bb]
There's not [Eb] much a man can do inside [Bb] a prison,
Just [F] take his memory trips and [Bb] fight the pain.
And a word from home [Eb] can mean so much [Bb] to a prisoner,
[C] It's been years now since that last [F] letter came.
Not [Bb] a day goes by [Eb] that I don't [Bb] think of Mama,
[F] [Bb]
And my nights are filled [F] with thoughts of [Bb] sweet Marie.
And old friends I run around with keep [Eb] on running through [Bb] my mind,
And I just wonder if [F] they ever [Bb] think of me.
[F]
[Gm] [F] I wonder if they know that I'm [Bb] still living,
And [Eb] still proud to be [Bb] a part of [F] Uncle Sam.
[Eb] I wonder if they think I [Bb] died of hunger,
In [C] this rotten prison camp in [F] Vietnam.
Not [Bb] a day goes by [Eb] that I don't think [Bb] of Mama,
And my nights are filled [F] with thoughts of sweet [Bb] Marie.
And I remember Daddy saying,
You'll [Eb] come back a [Bb] better man,
And I just wonder if [F] they ever [Bb] think of me.
Oh, I just wonder [Eb] if anyone thinks of me.
[Bb]
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[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
There's not [Eb] much a man can do inside [Bb] a prison, _ _ _
Just [F] take his memory trips _ _ _ and [Bb] fight the pain. _ _ _ _
And a word from home [Eb] can mean so much [Bb] to a prisoner, _ _ _ _ _
[C] It's been years now since that last [F] letter came. _ _ _
Not [Bb] a day goes by [Eb] that I don't [Bb] think of Mama,
_ _ [F] _ [Bb] _
And my nights are filled [F] with thoughts of [Bb] sweet Marie. _ _ _ _
And old friends I run around with keep [Eb] on running through [Bb] my mind,
And I just wonder if [F] they ever _ [Bb] think of me.
_ _ _ [F] _
[Gm] [F] I wonder if they know that I'm [Bb] still living,
_ _ And [Eb] still proud to be [Bb] a part of [F] Uncle Sam. _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] I wonder if they think I [Bb] died of hunger, _ _ _ _
In [C] this rotten prison camp in [F] Vietnam. _ _ _ _ _
Not [Bb] a day goes by [Eb] that I don't think [Bb] of Mama, _ _ _ _
And my nights are filled [F] with thoughts of sweet [Bb] Marie. _ _ _ _
And I remember Daddy saying,
You'll [Eb] come back a [Bb] better man,
And I just wonder if [F] they ever _ [Bb] think of me.
_ _ _ Oh, I just wonder _ [Eb] if anyone thinks of me. _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
There's not [Eb] much a man can do inside [Bb] a prison, _ _ _
Just [F] take his memory trips _ _ _ and [Bb] fight the pain. _ _ _ _
And a word from home [Eb] can mean so much [Bb] to a prisoner, _ _ _ _ _
[C] It's been years now since that last [F] letter came. _ _ _
Not [Bb] a day goes by [Eb] that I don't [Bb] think of Mama,
_ _ [F] _ [Bb] _
And my nights are filled [F] with thoughts of [Bb] sweet Marie. _ _ _ _
And old friends I run around with keep [Eb] on running through [Bb] my mind,
And I just wonder if [F] they ever _ [Bb] think of me.
_ _ _ [F] _
[Gm] [F] I wonder if they know that I'm [Bb] still living,
_ _ And [Eb] still proud to be [Bb] a part of [F] Uncle Sam. _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] I wonder if they think I [Bb] died of hunger, _ _ _ _
In [C] this rotten prison camp in [F] Vietnam. _ _ _ _ _
Not [Bb] a day goes by [Eb] that I don't think [Bb] of Mama, _ _ _ _
And my nights are filled [F] with thoughts of sweet [Bb] Marie. _ _ _ _
And I remember Daddy saying,
You'll [Eb] come back a [Bb] better man,
And I just wonder if [F] they ever _ [Bb] think of me.
_ _ _ Oh, I just wonder _ [Eb] if anyone thinks of me. _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _