Sitting in the morning sun,
Watchin' the ships roll in
And I watch them roll away again
I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay
Watchin' the tides roll away
Ooh, sittin' on the dock of a bay,
I left my home in Georgia,
headed for the Frisco Bay
I had nothing to live for,
Well, I'm just sitting on the
watching the tides roll away.
Ooh, sittin' on the dock all day
Everything still remains the same
I can't do what ten people tell me to,
so I guess I'll remain the same
Sitting here, resting my bones,
and this loneliness won't leave me alone
Oh, two thousand miles I roam
Just to make this dock my home
I'm just sitting on the dock of the hay
Watching the tides roll away
Sittin' on the dock off the hill,