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Sittin' in the mornin' sun |
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I'll be sittin' when the evenin' come |
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Watching the ships roll in |
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Then I watch 'em roll away again, yeah |
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I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay |
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Watching the tide roll away |
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I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay |
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Wastin' time |
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I left my home in Georgia |
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Headed for the Frisco bay |
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'Cause I've had nothing to live for |
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And look like nothin' is gonna come my way |
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Now I'm just gonna sit on the dock of the bay |
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Watching the tide roll away |
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Ooh, I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay |
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Wastin' time |
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Look like nothing is gonna change |
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Everything still remains the same |
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And I can't do what ten people tell me to do |
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So I guess I'll remain the same, yes |
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I'm sittin' here resting my bones |
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And this loneliness won't leave me alone |
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It's two thousand miles I roamed |
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Just to make this dock my home |
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Now, I'm just gonna sit on the dock of the bay |
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Watching the tide roll away |
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I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay |
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Wastin' time |
