Lyrics Call Me Up In Dreamland - (Take 10) - Van Morrison

Well, I've tried and I've tried
But the river seems so wide
And my head hurts and my hands are tied

And it's so hard
When you're standing on the yard
Every time that your number comes around

Call me up in dreamland
Oh, radio to me, man
Get the message to me
Any way you can
Let your river roll
Way down in your soul
Never to grow old
On a saxophone

From the airport to the plane
Way to the railroad train
Why don't we take it from the top
And start over all over again

Every time you hear that whistle blow
You know you gotta put on your show
Every time your number comes around

Call me up in dreamland
Radio to me, man
Get the message to me
Any way you can
Let your river roll
Way down in your soul
Never to grow old
On a saxophone

From the car to the bar
Why don't you pour it in a jar
And put a label on it
And send it off to the lost and found

You gotta get it in your brain
Oh, be-before you go insane
Every time your number comes around
(Here it comes)

Call me up in dreamland
Oh, radio to me, man
Get the message to me
Any way you can
Let your river roll
Way down in your soul
Never to grow old
On a saxophone

Never to grow old
On a saxophone
Never to grow old
On a saxophone
Never to grow old
On a saxophone
Lord, have mercy