Call Me Up In Dreamland – Van MorrisonBy Well I tried and I triedBut the river seems so wideAnd my head hurts and my hands are tiedAnd it’s so hardWhen you’re standing on the yardEvery time that your number comes aroundCall me up in dreamlandRadio to me man, alrightGet the message to meAnyway you canWell let your river rollA way down in your soulNever to grow oldOn the saxophoneFrom the airport to the planeA way to the railroad trainsWhy can’t we take it from the topAnd start all over againEverytime you hear that whistle blowYou know you gotta put on your showEverytime your number comes aroundCall me up in dreamlandRadio to me manGet the message to meAnyway you canA let your river rollWay down in your soulNever to grow oldOn a saxophone[Instrumental & sax solo]From the car to the barOr why don’t you pour it in a jar?An put a label on itAnd send it off to the lost and foundYou’ve gotta get it in your brainBut before you go insaneEverytime your number comes aroundHere it comesCall me up in dreamlandA radio to me manGet the message to meAnyway you canLet your river rollA way down in your soulNever to grow oldOn a saxophoneNever to grow oldOn a saxophoneNever to grow oldOn the saxophoneNever to grow oldOn that-a saxophoneLord have mercy! www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20