Call Me Up in Dreamland Van Morrison
Verse 1:
Well, I [A]tried, and I [E7]tried,
But the [D]river seems so [A]wide.
And my [D]head [E7]hurts and my hands are [A]tied.
And it's [A]so... [E7]hard,
When you're [D]standing on the [A]yard,
Every [D]time that your [E7]number comes a-[A]round.
Chorus 1:
Call me up in [A]Dreamland, radio to [D]me man.
Get the message [A]to me, anyway you [E7]can.
Well, let your river [A]roll, a-way down in your [D]soul,
Never to grow [A]old... [E7]on the saxo-[D]phone.[A]
Verse 2:
[A] [E7]
A-[D]way to the railroad [A]trains.
Why can't we [D]take it from the [E7]top,
And start all [A]over again?
Everytime you [A]hear that whistle [E7]blow,
You [D]know you gotta [A]put on your show;
Every [D]time your [E7]number comes a-[A]round.
Chorus 2:
Call me up in [A]Dreamland, radio to [D]me man.
Get the message [A]to me, anyway you [E7]can.
Well, let your river [A]roll, a-way down in your [D]soul,
Never to grow [A]old... [E7]on the saxo-[D]phone.[A]
Sax Solo:
A E7 D A, D E7 A (x2)
Verse 4:
[A] [E7]
Or [D]why don't you pour it in a [A]jar?
An put a [D]label on it,
And [E7]send it off to the lost and [A]found.
You've gotta [A]get it in your [E7]brain,
But be-[D]fore you go in-[A]sane;
Every [D]time your [E7]number comes a-[A]round. (Here it comes);
Chorus 3:
Call me up in [A]Dreamland, radio to [D]me man.
Get the message [A]to me, anyway you [E7]can.
Well, let your river [A]roll, a-way down in your [D]soul,
Never to grow [A]old... [E7]on the saxo-[D]phone.[A]
Coda:
Never to grow [A]old... [E7]on the saxo-[D]phone.[A]
Never to grow [A]old... [E7]on the saxo-[D]pho...[A]ne.[A7]
(Lord have mercy!)
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