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Sitting in the morning sun
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I'll be sitting in the evening calm
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Watching the ships rolling in
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And I'll watch 'em roll away again
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Sitting on the dock of the bay
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Watching the tide roll away
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Sitting on the dock of the bay, wasting time
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I left my home in Georgia
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Headed for the Frisco Bay
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I had nothing to do for
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Lookes like nothings gonna come my way
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So I'm just gonna sit on the dock of the bay
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Watching the tide roll away
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Sitting on the dock of the bay, wasting time
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Look mama, nothings ganna change
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Everythings still remain the same
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I can't do what ten people tell me to do
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So I guess I'll remail the same
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Sitting here resting my bones
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And this loneliness won't even leave me alone
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Sung by Otis Redding
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sitting on the dock of the bay
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| Otis Redding |
