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Morrison Van His Band And The Street Choir Call Me Up In Dreamland 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 your number comes around Call me up in dreamland Radio to me man Get the message to me Anywhere 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 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 Anywhere 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 Put a label on it And send it off to the lost and found You gotta get it in your brain Before you go insane Every time your number comes around Call me up in dreamland Radio to me man Get the message to me Anywhere 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 |
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