It's a long, long way from Canada
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 [bad word] on
Dreamland, dreamland
Dreamland, dreamland

Walter Raleigh and Chris [bad word] 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 [bad word] on
Dreamland, dreamland
Dreamland, dreamland

Goodtime Mary and a fortune hunter
All dressed up to follow the [bad word] Mary in a feather hula-hoop
Miss Fortune with a rose on her big game gun
All saints, all sinners shining
Heed those [bad word] all night long
Propped up on a samba beat
With [bad word] on
Dreamland, dreamland
Dreamland, dreamland

Tar baby and the Great White Wonder
Talking over a glass [bad word] Burning on the inside
With the knowledge of things [bad word] There's gambling out on the terrace
And midnight ramblin' on the lawn
As they lead toward temptation
With [bad word] on
Dreamland, dreamland
Dreamland, dreamland

In a plane flying back to winter
In shoes full of tropic sand
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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] on
Dreamland, dreamland
Dreamland, dreamland