It's a long,
way from Canada,
A long way from snow chains,
Donkey vendors slicing coconut,
No park is to their needs.
Black babies covered in baking flour
The cook's got a carnival song
We're gonna lay down
in some place shady
With Dreamland coming up
Dreamland, Dreamland
Dreamland, Dream land
What an elegant
Chris Columbus
Come a -marching out of the waves
And claim the beach
and all concessions
In the name of the sun -tanned slaves
I wrap that flag around me
Like a daughter fill a moose around
And I lay down, thinking national
But dreamland, come land, dreamland,
dreamland, dreamland, dreamland
Good time marrying a fortune hunter
All dressed up to follow the drums
Mary in a feather hula -hoop,
Miss Barton with a rose
on her big game gun.
Old Saint, Old Sinner shining,
Heed those trumpets all night long,
Rocked up on a samba beat
With dreamland coming on
Dream land, dreamland
Dreamland, dream land
Dar baby in 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 at midnight,
rambling on the lawn,
as they lead toward temptation,
with dreamland coming on,
dreamland, dreamland,
dreamland, dreamland.
In a plane
flying back to winter
In shoes full of tropic sand
A lady in a foreign flag
On the arm of her Marl
boro man
The hawk howls in New York City
Six foot drifts on Myrtle's lawn
As they pushed the reclined button down
With Dreamland coming on
Dreamland, Dreamland
Dreamland, Dream land
African sand on the trade winds
and the sun on the Amazon
As they push the Birdland mountain down
with the Dreamland coming on
Dreamland, Dreamland,
Dreamland, Dreamland
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