| Down by the docks, yeah, down by the docks
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| Down by the docks, yeah, down by the docks
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| It’s a place where you don’t go down
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| If you want to go fancy
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| For the folks of the boondock town
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| They’re gonna treat you like a nancy boy
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| Down by the docks, yeah, down by the docks
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| Down by the docks, yeah, down by the docks
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| It’s a place where the lights go dim
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| When you talk to the ladies
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| And the bar’s where you drink 'til you swim
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| If not they’re gonna call you baby boy
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| (Down by the docks, yeah, down by the docks)
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| But if you’re on the run, and looking for some fun
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| You know what I mean
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| I think you’re bound to find that this old place
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| Is gonna fit you like a dream
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| Why don’t you come on down?
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| Down by the docks, yeah, down by the docks
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| Down by the docks, yeah, down by the docks
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| It’s a place where the con men go
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| For a drink and a story
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| Where the face of the Lord won’t show
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| You’ll never hear them singing 'Glory Hallelujah'
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| (Down by the docks, yeah, down by the docks)
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| Down by the docks, yeah, down by the docks
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| Down by the docks, yeah, down by the docks
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| Down by the docks, yeah, down by the docks
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| But if you’re on the run, and looking for some fun
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| You know what I mean
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| I think you’re bound to find that this old place
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| Is gonna fit you like a dream
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| Why don’t you come on down?
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| Down by the docks, yeah, down by the docks
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| Down by the docks, yeah, down by the docks
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| Down by the docks, yeah, down by the docks
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| Down by the docks, yeah, down by the docks |