(Sittin' On) The Dock Of The Bay - Sergio Mendes & Brasil '66

Sittin' in the mornin' sun, I’ll be sittin' till the evening’s done

Watchin' the ships roll in, then I watch 'em roll away again

Sittin' on the dock of the bay, watchin' the tide roll away

Sittin' on the dock of the bay wastin' time…

I left my home in Georgia, headed for the 'Frisco Bay

I’ve got nothin' to live for, looks like nothing’s gonna come my way, yeah…

Sittin' on the dock of the bay, watchin' the tide roll away

Sittin on the dock of the bay wastin' time…

Looks like nothing’s ever gonna change, everything still remains the same

I can’t do what ten people want me to, so I guess I’ll remain the same

Oh, sittin' on a roll in my bones, this loneliness won’t leave me alone

Two thousand miles I’ve roamed, just to make this dock my home, yeah…

I’m sittin' on the dock of the bay, watchin' the tide roll away

Sittin on the dock of the bay wastin' time…

I left my home in Georgia, headed for the 'Frisco Bay

Sittin' here restin' my bones, this loneliness won’t leave me alone, yeah…

Two thousand miles I’ve roamed, just to make this dock my home, yeah…

Sittin' on the dock of the bay, watchin' the tide roll away

Sittin on the dock of the bay wastin' time…