Dreamland Lyrics

(Joni Mitchell)

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 glass 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 b***ons 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