Van Morrison – Call Me Up In Dreamland (Ukulele)

        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.

              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.

         C               G7
From the airport, to the plane,

  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.

              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.

         C           G7
From the car, to the bar;

   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);

              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.

              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.