It's a long, long way Canada A way from snow chains vendors slicing coconut No parkas to names
Black babies in baking flour The cook's got a song We're going to lay down shady With dreamland on
Dreamland, Dreamland,
Walter Raleigh and Chris Come out of the waves And claim the and all concessions In the of the suntan slaves
I that flag around me Like a Lamour sarong And I lay down national dreamland coming on
Dreamland, Dreamland,
Goodtime and a fortune hunter All dressed up to follow the in a feather hula-hoop Miss Fortune a rose on her big game gun
All saints, all sinners Heed those all night long up on a samba beat With dreamland on
Dreamland, Dreamland,
Tar and the Great White Wonder over a glass of rum Burning on the With the of things to come
gambling out on the terrace And ramblin' on the lawn As they toward temptation dreamland coming on
Dream, dream, Dream,
In a plane back to winter In shoes of tropic sand A in a foreign flag On the arm of her Man
The hawk in New York City Six drifts on Myrtle's lawn As they the recline buttons down dreamland coming on
Dreamland, Dreamland,
African sand on the trade And the sun on the As they the recline buttons down With coming on
Dreamland,
Dream on, on, dream on Dream on, on Dream on, dream on, on Dream on, on Dream on, dream on, on Dream on, on, dream on on