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(Not so) Fun fact: Dit lied werd slechts enkele dagen opgenomen voor Reddings fatale vliegtuigcrash. De tekst voor de laatste strofe was nog niet geschreven, vandaar het gefluit.
1.
G B7
Sit tin’ in the mornin’  sun. 
C A
I’ll be  sittin’  when the evenin’  comes. 
G B7
Wat ching the ships roll  in. 
C A
And then I  watch  ’em roll away a gain,  yeah.
chorus
G E
I’m  sit tin’ on the dock of the  bay, 
G E
watching the  tide  roll a way. 
G A
Ooo, I’m just  sit tin’ on the dock of the  bay 
G E
wastin’  ti me.  
2.
G B7
left  my home in  Geor gia, 
C A
hea ded for the ’Frisco  Bay. 
G B7
Cau se I’ve had nothing to  live  for, 
C A
And look like  not hin’s gonna come my  way,  
chorus
G E
I’m  sit tin’ on the dock of the  bay, 
G E
watching the  tide  roll a way. 
G A
Ooo, I’m just  sit tin’ on the dock of the  bay, 
G E
wastin’  ti me.  
bridge
G D C G
Looks  like,  not hing’s gonna  change. 
G D C G
Every thing  still re mains  the  same. 
G D C G
can’t  do  what  ten  people  tell  me to do. 
F D
So  I guess I’ll re main  the same, yes.
3.
G B7
Sit tin’ here resting my  bones. 
C A
And this  lone liness won’t leave me a lone. 
G B7
It’s  two  thousand miles I  roam ed. 
C A
Just to  make  this dock my  home.  
chorus
G E
I’m  sit tin’ on the dock of the  bay, 
G E
watching the  tide  roll a way. 
G A
Ooo, I’m just  sit tin’ on the dock of the  bay, 
G E
wastin’  ti me.  
outro
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