Martin Griffith - The Dock of the Bay

Sittin' in the morning sun
I'll be sittin' when the evening comes
Watching the ships roll in
And a-watching all the waves again

Sittin' on the dock of the bay
Watchin' the tide rollin' away
Sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time

Left my home in Georgia
Headed for the Frisco Bay
I have nothin' to live for
Look like nothin's gonna come my way

So
I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
. . .

Looks like nothin's gonna change
Everything still remains the same
I can't do what the people tellin' me to
So I guess I'll remain the same

Sittin' here restin' my bones
this loneliness won't leave me alone
2000 miles I've roamed
Just to make this dock my home

Sittin' on the dock of the bay
. . .
Looks like nothin's gonna change
. . .
Sittin' here restin' my bones
. . .
Sittin' on the dock of the bay
. . .