It's a long, long way from Canada A long way from snow chains Donkey vendors slicing coconut No parkas to their name Black babies covered in baking flour The cook's got a carnival song We're going to lay down someplace shady With dreamland coming on Dreamland, dreamland Dreamland, dreamland
Walter Raleigh and Chris Columbus Come marching out of the waves And claim the beach and all concessions In the name of the suntan slave I wrapped that flag around me Like a Dorothy Lamour sarong And I lay down thinking national With dreamland coming on Dreamland, dreamland Dreamland, dreamland
Goodtime Mary and a fortune hunter All dressed up to follow the drums Mary in a feather 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, dreamland Dreamland, 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 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 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 Dreamland, dreamland Dreamland, dreamland
La, La ... African sand on the trade winds And the sun on the Amazon As they push the reline buttons down With dreamland coming on Dreamland, dreamland Dreamland, dreamlandTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
