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