(Written by Harold Reid, Don Reid)

Wanda was alone at night while he was somewhere servin'
A Navy wife with too much spare time on her hands
His letters were a comfort and I think she really loved him
But paper words don't fill the space when someone needs a man.

And I'd just like to sing a special song for Wanda
Cause Wanda was a special friend of mine
And somewhere makin' up his bed in Newport News Virginia
I hope Wanda hears my song and plays it one more time.

Wanda gave me everything a body ever needed
But a body's needs will sometimes lead a soul to sin
She was only lonesome a wife on leave of duty
She went down in history and probably will again.

And I'd just like to sing a special song for Wanda
Cause Wanda was a special friend of mine
And somewhere makin' up his bed in Newport News Virginia
I hope Wanda hears my song and plays it one more time.

I hope Wanda hears my song and plays it one more time...