Van Morrison - Call Me Up In Dreamland Ukulele

Verse 1:

        C            G7
Well, I tried, and I tried,
        F              C
But the river seems so wide.
       F    G7                     C
And my head hurts and my hands are tied.

         C     G7
And it's so... hard,
            F               C
When you're standing on the yard,
      F              G7             C
Every time that your number comes a-round.

Chorus 1:

              C                   F
Call me up in Dreamland, radio to me man.
                C                 G7
Get the message to me, anyway you can.
                     C                        F
Well, let your river roll, a-way down in your soul,
              C      G7          F     C
Never to grow old... on the saxo-phone.

Verse 2:

         C               G7
  F                   C
A-way to the railroad trains.
             F                G7
Why can't we take it from the top,
              C
And start all over again?

              C                 G7
Everytime you hear that whistle blow,
    F              C
You know you gotta put on your show;
      F         G7             C
Every time your number comes a-round.

Chorus 2:

              C                   F
Call me up in Dreamland, radio to me man.
                C                 G7
Get the message to me, anyway you can.
                     C                        F
Well, let your river roll, a-way down in your soul,
              C      G7          F     C
Never to grow old... on the saxo-phone.

Sax Solo:

C  G7  F  C, F  G7  C (x2)

Verse 4:

         C           G7
   F                          C
Or why don't you pour it in a jar?
         F
An put a label on it,
    G7                          C
And send it off to the lost and found.

             C              G7
You've gotta get it in your brain,
       F              C
But be-fore you go in-sane;
      F         G7             C
Every time your number comes a-round. (Here it comes);

Chorus 3:

              C                   F
Call me up in Dreamland, radio to me man.
                C                 G7
Get the message to me, anyway you can.
                     C                        F
Well, let your river roll, a-way down in your soul,
              C      G7          F     C
Never to grow old... on the saxo-phone.

Coda:

              C      G7          F     C
Never to grow old... on the saxo-phone.
              C      G7          F     C   C7
Never to grow old... on the saxo-pho...ne.
(Lord have mercy!)