A E7 D Well, I tried, and I tried, but the river seems A so wide. D E7 A And my head hurts and my hands are tied. A E7 D A And it's so hard, when you're standing on the yard, D E7 A Every time that your number comes a-round. Chorus: A D Call me up in Dreamland, radio to me man. A F#m E7 Get the message to me, anyway you can. A D Well, let your river roll, a-way down in your soul, A E7 D A Never to grow old on the saxo-phone. From the airport to the plane Away to the railroad train Why can't we take it from the top and And start all over again? Every time you hear that whistle blow You know you gotta put on your show Every time your number comes around Chorus: Call me up in dreamland Radio to me, man Get the message to me Anyway you can Let your river roll Way down in your soul Never to grow old On a saxophone From the car to the bar Oh, 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 But before you go insane Every time your number comes around Here it comes Chorus: Call me up in dreamland Radio to me, man Get the message to me Anyway you can Let your river roll A way down in your soul Never to grow old On a saxophone Never to grow old On a saxophone Never to grow old On the saxophone Never to grow old On that saxophone Lord, have mercy | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D E7 F#m |