text: Theres a man whos been out sailing
  In a decade full of dreams
  And he takes her to a schooner
  And he treats her like a queen
  Bearing beads from California
  With their amber stones and green
  He has called her from the harbor
  He has kissed her with his freedom
  He has heard her off to starboard
  In the breaking and the breathing of the water weeds
  While she was busy being free
  Theres a man whos climbed a mountain
  And hes calling out her name
  And he hopes her heart can hear
  3,000 miles he calls again
  He can think of her there beside him
  He can miss her just the same
  He has missed her in the forest
  While he showed her all of the flowers
  And the branches sang the chorus
  As he climbed the scaly towers of a forest tree
  While she was somewhere being free
  Theres a man who sent a letter
  And hes waiting for a reply
  He has asked her of her travels
  Since the day they said goodbye
  He writes, Wish you were beside me
  We could make it if we try
  He has seen her at the office
  With her name on all his papers
  Through the sharing of the profits
  He will find it hard to shake her from these memories
  And shes so busy being free
  Theres a lady in the city, and she thinks she loves them all
  Theres the one whos thinking of her
  Theres the one who sometimes calls
  Theres the one who writes her letters
  These facts and figures scrawl
  She has brought them to her senses
  They have laughed inside her laughter
  Now she rallies her defenses
  For she fears that one will ask her for eternity
  While she is so busy being free
  Theres a man who sends her medals
  And he is bleeding from the war
  Theres a jouster and a jester
  And a man who owns a store
  Theres a drummer and a dreamer
  And you know there may be more
  She will love them when she sees them
  They will lose her, if they follow
  And she only means to please them
  And her heart is full and hollow like a cactus tree
  While shes so busy being free
  Like a cactus tree
  Being free