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