Well I tried and I 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 Radio to me man, alright Get the message to me Anyway you can
Well let your river roll A way down in your soul Never to grow old On the saxophone
From the airport to the plane A way to the railroad trains Why can't we take it from the top And start all over again
Everytime you hear that whistle blow You know you gotta put on your show Everytime your number comes around
Call me up in dreamland Radio to me man Get the message to me Anyway you can
A let your river roll Way down in your soul Never to grow old On a saxophone
(Instrumental and sax solo)
From the car to the bar Or why don't you pour it in a jar? An put a label on it And send it off to the lost and found
You've gotta get it in your brain But before you go insane Everytime your number comes around Here it comes
Call me up in dreamland A 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-a saxophone
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