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It's a long, long way from Canada
A long way from snow chains
Donkey vendors slicin' coconut
No parkas to their names
Black babies covered in baking flour
The cook's got a carnival song
We're gonna lay down someplace shady
With dreamland coming on
Dreamland, dreamland
Dreamland
Dreamland
Walter Raleigh and Chris Columbus
Come a'marchin' out of the waves
And claim the beach and consessions
In the name of the suntan slaves
I wrapped that flag around me
Like a Dorothy Lamour sarong
And I laid down thinkin' national
With dreamland coming on
Dreamland, dreamland
Dreamland
Dreamland
Good-time Mary and a fortune hunter
All dressed up, follow the drums
Mary in a feather hula-hoop
Miss Fortune with a rose
On her big-game gun
All saints, all sinners shinin'
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 gamblin' 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 flyin' 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
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
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
A long way from snow chains
Donkey vendors slicin' coconut
No parkas to their names
The cook's got a carnival song
We're gonna lay down someplace shady
With dreamland coming on
Dreamland
Dreamland
Come a'marchin' out of the waves
And claim the beach and consessions
In the name of the suntan slaves
Like a Dorothy Lamour sarong
And I laid down thinkin' national
With dreamland coming on
Dreamland
Dreamland
All dressed up, follow the drums
Mary in a feather hula-hoop
Miss Fortune with a rose
On her big-game gun
Heed those trumpets
All night long
Propped up on a samba beat
With dreamland coming on
Dreamland
Dreamland
Talking over a glass of rum
Burning on the inside
With the knowledge of things to come
And midnight ramblin' on the lawn
As they lead toward temptation
With dreamland coming on
Dreamland
Dreamland
In shoes full of tropic sand
A lady in a foreign flag
On the arm of her Marlboro Man
Six foot drifts on Myrtle's lawn
As they push the recline buttons down
With dreamland coming on
Dreamland
Dreamland
And the sun on the Amazon
As they push the recline buttons down
With dreamland coming on
Dreamland
Dreamland
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
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This is one of my favorite songs. I love the way she sings it. I love when she sings "big game gun", haha.
what is this about?
A vacation to central or South America that I'd guess she took in the dead of winter.
A vacation to central or South America that I'd guess she took in the dead of winter.
Joni and her man are on holiday somewhere tropical. With the references to the explorers Raleigh and Columbus, samba beat, rum, sand, etc. I guess perhaps the Caribbean. In the final verses they're on the plane home.
Great arrangement with just drums, percussion and backing vocals - no regular instruments.