There's a man who's 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's was busy being free

There's a man who's 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's was busy being free

There's a man who's climbed a mountain and he's calling out her name

And he hopes her heart can hear three thousand miles, he calls again

He can think her there beside him, he can miss her just the same

He has missed her in the forest while he showed her all the flowers

And the branches sang the chorus as he climbed the scaley towers

Of a forest tree, while she was somewhere being free

There's a man who's sent a letter and he's waiting for reply

He has asked her of her travels, since the day they said goodbye

He writes "wish you were beside me, we can 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 his memory, and she's so busy being free

There's a lady in the city and she thinks she loves them all

There's the one who's thinking of her, there's the one who sometimes calls

There's the one who writes her letters with his 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, and she's so busy being free

There's a man who sends her medals, he is bleeding from the war

There's a jouster and a jester and a man who owns a store

There's 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 she's so busy being free

Like a cactus tree, while she's so busy being free