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
  I'm going to lay down someplace shady
  With dreamland coming
  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 suntan slaves
  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.
  Good time 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 lean toward temptation
  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 recline buttons down
  With dreamland coming on
  Dreamland, dreamland
  Dreamland, dreamland.