Dreamland

It's a long long way to Canada It's a long way from snow chains Donkey venders slicing coconut No parkas to their name Black babies covered in baking flour And the cook's got a carnival song Lay down someplace shady With Dreamland coming on Dreamland Dream on, Dreamland Walter Raleigh and Chris Columbus Come a-marchin' out of the waves Claim the beach and concessions In the name of the suntanned slaves I wrapped their flag around me Like an Errol Flynn sarong And laid down thinking national With Dreamland coming on Dreamland Dream on, Dreamland Dream on, Dreamland Goodtime Mary and the lady soldiers All dressed up to follow the drum Mary in a feathered hula hoop Miss Fortune with a rose on her big-game gun All saints, all sinners shining Heed those trumpets all night long Propped up on a samba beat With Dreamland coming on Dreamland Dream on, Dreamland Dream on, Dreamland Tar Baby and the Great White Wonder Talking over a glass of rum Burning on the inside With the knowledge of things to come There's gambling out on the terrace And midnight ramblin' on the lawn As they lean towards temptation With Dreamland coming on Dream on, Dreamland Dreamland, Dreamland In a plane flying back to winter With shoes full of tropic sand There comes a lady in a foreign flag On the arm of her Marlboro man The hawk howls in New York City Six-foot drifts on Myrtle's lawn As they push the recline buttons down With Dreamland coming on Dream on, Dreamland Dream on, Dreamland Dream on, Dreamland Dream on, Dreamland Dreamland, Dreamland Dreamland, Dreamland Dreamland, Dreamland Dreamland, Dreamland