Roger McGuinn - Dreamland lyrics

It's a long long way to Canada It's a long way from bow chains Donkey venders slicing coconut No parkas to their name Black babies covered in baking flour The cook's got a carnival song Lay down someplace shady With Dreamland coming on Dreamland, dream on Dreamland Walter Raleigh, Chris Columbus Come a-marchin' out of the waves And they claim the beach and concessions In the name of the sun-tan slaves I wrapped their flag around me Like an Errol Flynn sarong And I laid down thinking national With Dreamland coming on Goodtime Mary and the lady soldiers Talking over a gla** of rum Burning on the inside With a knowledge of things to come There's gambling out on the terrace Midnight rambling on the lawn As they lean towards temptation With Dreamland coming on 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 bu*tons down With Dreamland coming on African sand on the Trade Winds On the sun on the Amazon As they lean towards temptation With Dreamland coming on