CAPO: 5th Fret
[INTRO]
[C] [G] [C]
[VERSE 1]
There's a man who's been out sailing in a [F]decade full of dreams
And he ta[C]kes her to a schooner and he [F]treats her like a queen
Bearing b[C]eads from Cali[F]fornia with their [C]amber stones and [F]green
He has called her from the [C]harbour, he has [F]kissed her with his [C]freedom
He has [F]heard her off to [C]starboard, in the [F]breaking and the [G]breathing
Of the [C]water wee[F]ds, and she was busy being [C]free
[VERSE 2]
There's a man who's climbed a mountain and he's [F]calling out her name
And he [C]hopes her heart can hear three thousand [F]miles, he calls again
He can [C]think her there be[F]side him, he can [C]miss her just the [F]same
He has missed her in the [C]forest while he [F]showed her all the [C]flowers
And the [F]branches sang the [C]chorus as he [F]climbed the scaly [G]towers
Of a [C]forest tre[F]e, while she was somewhere being [C]free
[VERSE 3]
There's a man who's sent a letter and he's [F]waiting for reply
He has [C]asked her of her travels, since the [F]day they said goodbye
He writes, "[C]Wish you were be[F]side me, we can [C]make it if we [F]try"
He has seen her at the [C]office, with her [F]name on all his [C]papers
Through the [F]sharing of the [C]profits, he will [F]find it hard to [G]shake her
[C]From his memo[F]ry, and she's so busy being [C]free
[VERSE 4]
There's a lady in the city and she [F]thinks she loves them all
There's the [C]one who's thinking of her, there's the [F]one who sometimes calls
There's the [C]one who writes her [F]letters with his [C]facts and figures [F]scrawl
She has brought them to her [C]senses, they have [F]laughed inside her [C]laughter
Now she [F]rallies her de[C]fences, for she [F]fears that one will [G]ask her
For [C]eterni[F]ty, and she's so busy being [C]free
[VERSE 5]
There's a man who sends her medals, he is [F]bleeding from the war
There's a [C]jouster and a jester and a [F]man who owns a store
There's a [C]drummer and a [F]dreamer, and you [C]know there may be [F]more
She will love them when she [C]sees them, they will [F]lose her if they [C]follow
And she [F]only means to [C]please them and her [F]heart is full and [G]hollow
Like a [C]cactus tre[F]e, while she's so busy being [C]free
Like a cactus tre[C]e,[F] being [C]free
[INTRO]
[C] [G] [C]
[VERSE 1]
There's a man who's been out sailing in a [F]decade full of dreams
And he ta[C]kes her to a schooner and he [F]treats her like a queen
Bearing b[C]eads from Cali[F]fornia with their [C]amber stones and [F]green
He has called her from the [C]harbour, he has [F]kissed her with his [C]freedom
He has [F]heard her off to [C]starboard, in the [F]breaking and the [G]breathing
Of the [C]water wee[F]ds, and she was busy being [C]free
[VERSE 2]
There's a man who's climbed a mountain and he's [F]calling out her name
And he [C]hopes her heart can hear three thousand [F]miles, he calls again
He can [C]think her there be[F]side him, he can [C]miss her just the [F]same
He has missed her in the [C]forest while he [F]showed her all the [C]flowers
And the [F]branches sang the [C]chorus as he [F]climbed the scaly [G]towers
Of a [C]forest tre[F]e, while she was somewhere being [C]free
[VERSE 3]
There's a man who's sent a letter and he's [F]waiting for reply
He has [C]asked her of her travels, since the [F]day they said goodbye
He writes, "[C]Wish you were be[F]side me, we can [C]make it if we [F]try"
He has seen her at the [C]office, with her [F]name on all his [C]papers
Through the [F]sharing of the [C]profits, he will [F]find it hard to [G]shake her
[C]From his memo[F]ry, and she's so busy being [C]free
[VERSE 4]
There's a lady in the city and she [F]thinks she loves them all
There's the [C]one who's thinking of her, there's the [F]one who sometimes calls
There's the [C]one who writes her [F]letters with his [C]facts and figures [F]scrawl
She has brought them to her [C]senses, they have [F]laughed inside her [C]laughter
Now she [F]rallies her de[C]fences, for she [F]fears that one will [G]ask her
For [C]eterni[F]ty, and she's so busy being [C]free
[VERSE 5]
There's a man who sends her medals, he is [F]bleeding from the war
There's a [C]jouster and a jester and a [F]man who owns a store
There's a [C]drummer and a [F]dreamer, and you [C]know there may be [F]more
She will love them when she [C]sees them, they will [F]lose her if they [C]follow
And she [F]only means to [C]please them and her [F]heart is full and [G]hollow
Like a [C]cactus tre[F]e, while she's so busy being [C]free
Like a cactus tre[C]e,[F] being [C]free
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