Two Versions of the Future

Sitting in the morning sun

I'll be sitting when the evening comes

Watching the ships roll in

And I watch 'em roll away again

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 had nothin 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 remain the same

Sittin 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... (Whistle)

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