Watchin' the tides roll away, Wasting time,
bring back a lot of memories...
A little bit smells like the combination of
Otis Redding...
He probably knows...that...
that's one of the best days of my life.
The Dock Of The Bay
1968, Otis Redding
Sittin' on the morning sun
I'll be sittin' on the evening comes
Watchin' the ships roll in
And I watch 'em roll away again
Sittin' on the dock of the bay
Watchin' the tides roll away
I'm just sitting on the dock of the bay
Wasting time
I left my home in Georgia
Headed for the 'Frisco bay
'Cause I had nothing to live for
And look like nothing's gonna come my way
So I'm just...
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 remail the same
Sitting 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...
Sittin' on the dock on the bay
(Whistle)
