(Sittin' On) The Dock of the Bay

Otis Redding

(Written by Otis Redding and Steve Cropper)

Sittin' in the mornin' sun

I'll be sittin' when the evenin' come

Watching the ships roll in

And then I watch 'em roll away again, yeah

  I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay

  Watching the tide roll away

  Ooo, I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay

  Wastin' time

I left my home in Georgia

Headed for the 'Frisco bay

'Cause I've had nothing to live for

And look like nothin's gonna come my way

  So I'm just gonna sit on the dock of the bay

  Watching the tide roll away

  Ooo, I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay

  Wastin' time

Look like nothing's gonna change

Everything still remains the same

I can't do what ten people tell me to do

So I guess I'll remain the same, yes

Sittin' here resting my bones

And this loneliness won't leave me alone

It's two thousand miles I roamed

Just to make this dock my home

  Now, I'm just gonna sit at the dock of the bay

  Watching the tide roll away

  Oooo-wee, sittin' on the dock of the bay

  Wastin' time