It's a long, way from Canada A long way from snow vendors slicing coconut No parkas to names
Black babies covered in flour The cook's got a carnival We're going to lay down shady dreamland coming on
Dreamland, Dreamland,
Walter and Chris Columbus Come out of the waves And the beach and all concessions In the of the suntan slaves
I wrapped that flag me a Dorothy Lamour sarong And I lay thinking national With dreamland on
Dreamland, Dreamland,
Goodtime Mary and a hunter All dressed up to the drums in a feather hula-hoop Miss Fortune a rose on her big game gun
All saints, all sinners Heed those all night long Propped up on a beat dreamland coming on
Dreamland, Dreamland,
Tar baby and the Great Wonder Talking over a of rum on the inside With the knowledge of to come
There's gambling out on the And midnight on the lawn As lead toward temptation With dreamland on
Dream, dream, Dream,
In a plane flying back to In full of tropic sand A in a foreign flag On the arm of her Man
The howls in New York City Six foot drifts on Myrtle's As they the recline buttons down With coming on
Dreamland, Dreamland,
African sand on the trade And the sun on the As they push the recline buttons With dreamland on
Dreamland,
Dream on, on, dream on Dream on, on Dream on, dream on, on Dream on, on on, dream on, dream on Dream on, on, dream on on