Sittin by Kendall Elijah Lyrics

I be sittin' in the mornin' sun
I be sittin' when the evening come
I be watchin' the ship roll in
Then I watch them roll away again

Now I'm stuck on a bus in Georgia
Headed for the Empire State
I ain't got shit to live for
And nothin' gonna come my way
Now I'm stuck on a bus in Georgia
Headed for the Empire State
I ain't got shit to live for
Ain't shit gonna come my way

[Chorus]
Sittin on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
Sittin on the dock of the bay
Wasting time
Sittin on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll way
Sittin on the dock of the bay
Wasting time
[Verse 1:]
Good grief, golly gosh
In a park
There's a bench in this park
And this bench that I mentioned
Is tonight's residence
So your pride ain't a thing
And your bride sees a ring
As a sign that your bacon is fine
But it ain't, so...
I'm on a grizzle like a Memphis bear
Eve ate the apple I just need a pair
Of juevos to play host to pesos
Today's ghost is way close so lay low
And stay gold, it match your halo
Don't read the fable
Smoke green it means go
From spam and eggo's
And clothes of scarecrows
To sands of Saint-tropez
A seed to plant bouquet
A miss to miss all day
With skin like creme brûlée...
But this bench is here today
And tomorrow seems years away...
[Chorus]

Produced by the Pyrex kid
As a cover of "(sittin' on) The dock of the bay" by Otis redding