Call Me up in Dreamland - Take 10

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