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 "Dock Of The Bay"
 — by Otis Redding Oh yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah … the ultimate Otis.   
Sitting in the morning sunI'll be sitting when the evening comes
 Watching the ships roll in
 Then I watch them roll away again
 I'm sitting on the dock of the bay
 Watching the tide 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've had nothing to live for
 It looked like nothing's gonna come my way, so
 I'm just gonna sit on the dock of the bay
 Watching the tide roll away
 I'm sitting on the dock of the bay
 Wasting time
 
 Looks 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
 
 Sitting here resting my bones
 And this loneliness won't leave me alone
 Two thousand miles I roam
 Just to make this dock my home
 Now Im just gonna sit at the dock of the bay
 Watchin the tide roll away
 Sitting on the dock of the bay
 Wasting time
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