It's a long, long way from A way from snow chains Donkey vendors slicing No parkas to their
Black babies covered in flour The cook's got a song going to lay down someplace shady With dreamland on
Dreamland, Dreamland,
Walter and Chris Columbus marching out of the waves And claim the beach and all In the of the suntan slaves
I wrapped that flag me Like a Dorothy sarong And I lay down national With dreamland on
Dreamland, Dreamland,
Goodtime and a fortune hunter All dressed up to follow the Mary in a hula-hoop Fortune with a rose on her big game gun
All saints, all shining those trumpets all night long Propped up on a samba With dreamland on
Dreamland, Dreamland,
Tar baby and the White Wonder over a glass of rum Burning on the With the of things to come
There's out on the terrace And midnight ramblin' on the As they lead temptation dreamland coming on
Dream, dream, Dream,
In a plane back to winter In shoes full of sand A lady in a foreign On the arm of her Man
The howls in New York City Six foot drifts on lawn As they push the buttons down With dreamland on
Dreamland, Dreamland,
African sand on the trade And the sun on the As they the recline buttons down With dreamland on
Dreamland,
Dream on, on, dream on on, dream on Dream on, on, dream on on, dream on Dream on, dream on, on on, dream on, dream on on