Sitting in the morning sun,
I'll be sitting when the evening comes
Watching the ships roll in,
and then I'll watch them roll away again,
I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay,
watching the tide roll away.
I left my home in Georgia,
headed for the Frisco Bay.
Cause I've had nothing to live for
And it looks like nothing's
So I'm just gonna sit on the
Watching the tide roll away
Ooh, I'm sittin' on a darker bed,
Look like nothing's gonna
Everything still remains the same
I can't do what ten people tell me to do
So I guess I'll remain the same
Listen, I'm sitting here resting my bones
And this loneliness won't
Listen, two thousand miles I roam
Just to make this dock my home
Now I'm just gonna sit at
Watching the tide roll away
I'm sittin' on a dock of bay