Sittin' in the mornin' sun,
Watchin' the chips roll in,
and I watch them roll away again, yeah
Sittin' on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide rollin' away
Sittin' on the dock of the bay
I left my home in Georgia
Headed for the Frisco Bay
I have nothing to live for
Look like nothing for a comeback, wait
Sitting on the dock of the bay
Sitting on the dock of the bay
so I guess I'll remain the same
Sitting here resting my bones
Listen, two thousand miles I roam
Just to make this my home
Sitting on the top of the bay
Watching the sun rolling away
Sittin' on the dock on the bay
