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