There's a man who's been out sailing In a decade full of dreamsAnd he takes her to his schooner And he treats her like a queenShe's wearing beads from California With her amber stones and their greenHe has called her from the harbor He has kissed her with his freedomHe has heard her off to starboard In the breaking and the breathingOf the waterweeds And she's so busy being freeThere's a man who's climbed a mountain And he's calling out her nameAnd he hopes her heart can hear Three thousand miles he calls againAnd he can think of her there beside him He can miss her just the sameHe has missed her in the forest While he showed her all the flowersAnd the branches sang the chorus As he climbed the scaly towersOf a forest tree While she was somewhere being freeThere's a man who sent her a letter And he's waiting for his replyHe has asked her of her travels Since the day they said goodbyeHe writes, I wish you were beside me We can make it if we tryHe has missed her at the office With her name on all of his papersThrough the sharing of the profits He will find it hard to shake her from his memoryAnd she's off somewhere being freeThere's a lady in the city And she thinks she loves them allThere's the one who's thinking of her And there's the one who sometimes callsThere's the one who writes those letters With his facts and figures scrawledShe has brought them to her senses They have laughed inside her laughterNow she rallies her defenses For she fears that one will ask her for eternityWhile she's much too busy being freeThere's a man who sends her medals He is bleeding from the warAnd there's a jouster and a jester And a man who owns a storeThere's a drummer and a dreamer And you know there may be moreShe will love them when she sees them They will lose her if they followAnd she only means to please themAnd her heart is full and hollow like a cactus treeWhile she's so busy being freeThank you.