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Sittin' in the mornin' sun |
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I'll be sittin' when the evenin' comes |
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Watchin' the ships roll in |
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Then I watch 'em roll away again |
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I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay |
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Watchin' the tide roll away |
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Sittin' on the dock of the bay |
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Wastin' time |
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Left my home in Georgia |
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Headed for the Frisco Bay |
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I had nothin' to live for |
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Looks like nothin's gonna come my way |
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I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay |
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Gonna watch the tide roll away |
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Sittin' on the dock of the bay |
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Wastin' time |
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Looks like nothin's gonna change, no |
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Everything, everything remains the same |
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I can't do what ten people tell me to do |
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So I guess I'll remain the same |
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Looks like nothin's ever gonna change |
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Not everything remains the same |
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I can't do what ten people tell me to do |
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So I guess I'll remain the same |
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I'm sittin' here restin' my bones |
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And this loneliness won't leave me alone |
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Two thousand miles, I roam |
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Just to make this dock my home |
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I'm just gonna sit on the dock of the bay |
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Hey and watch the tide roll |
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Gonna watch the tide roll away |
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On the dock of the bay, I'm gonna wait |
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Sittin' on the dock of the bay |
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Sittin' |
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Sittin' on the dock of the bay |
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Sittin' |
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Sittin' on the dock of the bay |
