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Popa Chubby
Popa Chubby
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Otis Redding
Otis Redding
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Steve Cropper
Steve Cropper
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Sittin' in the mornin' sun I'll be sittin' when the evenin' comes Watching ships roll in And I watch 'em roll away again I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll away Sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time I left my home in Georgia Headed for the 'Frisco bay Looks like there's nothing to live for There's nothin's gonna come my way I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll away I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time Look like nothing's gonna change Everything remains the same I can't do what ten people tell me to do I guess I'll stay the same Sittin' here resting my bones But all this loneliness won't leave me alone Two thousand miles I roamed I gotta make my way back home I tell you, I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll away I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time Wastin' time, yeah Look like nothing's gonna change Everything remains the same I can't do what ten people tell me to do I guess I'll stay the same Sittin' here resting my bones This loneliness won't leave me alone Two thousand miles I roamed I gotta make my way back home I tell you, I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll away I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time
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