Lyrics for Memories and a Heavy Heart

A note to begin this therapeutic post-

I got introduced to this tune the minute I asked my dad what his favorite song was when I was just a wittle boy. It has been the soundtrack to many different memories over the years from camp outs, summer parties, lake houses or just plain watching him shuffle my mom across the kitchen floor. But the final memory will be forever etched as the last. I walked into an dimly lit sanctuary awash in candle light as if I were sent for. With dark shadows consuming the rear pews that day of his funeral I silently watched my dear friend and incredible musician Pam Delgado and her band mate Jerri preparing for their acoustic rendetion to be played at the service later that day.
His spirit was everywhere all at once, and I sat there in the rear pew, safely tucked away in the shadows, and allowed myself to cry for the first time since his passing. It was a good moment that bore physical pain, but one I will always cherish because people I love allowed my dad and I to have a quiet moment alone before a lifetime of rebuilding.

Thank you eternally Pam and Jerri! You are my portal!

(SITTIN' ON) THE DOCK OF THE BAY- written by Otis Redding and Steve Cropper- lyrics as recorded by Otis Redding December 7, 1967, just three days before his death in a plane crash outside Madison, Wisconsin- #1 for 4 weeks in 1968

Sittin' in the mornin' sun
I'll be sittin' when the evenin' come
Watching the ships roll in
And then I watch 'em roll away again, yeah I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
Ooo, I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time
I left my home in Georgia
Headed for the 'Frisco bay'
Cause I've had nothing to live for
And look like nothin's gonna come my way
So I'm just gonna sit on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll awayOoo, I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time
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, yes
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 gonna sit at the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll awayOooo-wee, sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time!

Thank you Pam and Jeri, thank you Otis, thank you Dad!