This song is about a man who has left his home in Georgia and come to the Frisco Bay area. He spends his time sitting at the dock, watching the ships come and go and the tide roll away as he wastes time. He feels he has nothing to live for and that nothing is going to come his way, so he remains at the dock, resting and feeling lonely as he made it his home after roaming over 2,000 miles.
This song is about a man who has left his home in Georgia and come to the Frisco Bay area. He spends his time sitting at the dock, watching the ships come and go and the tide roll away as he wastes time. He feels he has nothing to live for and that nothing is going to come his way, so he remains at the dock, resting and feeling lonely as he made it his home after roaming over 2,000 miles.
This song is about a man who has left his home in Georgia and come to the Frisco Bay area. He spends his time sitting at the dock, watching the ships come and go and the tide roll away as he wastes time. He feels he has nothing to live for and that nothing is going to come his way, so he remains at the dock, resting and feeling lonely as he made it his home after roaming over 2,000 miles.
I'll be sittin' when the evenin' comes Watching the ships roll in Then I watch 'em roll away again, yeah
I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Watchin' the tide roll away, ooh 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 nothin' to live for It look like nothin's gonna come my way
So I'm just gon' sittin' on the dock of the bay
Watchin' the tide roll away, ooh I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay, wastin' time
Look like nothin'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 restin' my bones And this loneliness won't leave me alone, listen Two thousand miles, I roam Just to make this dock my home
Now I'm just gon' sit, at the dock of the bay
Watchin' the tide roll away, ooh yeah Sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time
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