Lyrics:

The moon is looking for adventure
She whispers like a gong
She will not quit night-walking
She pulls poor souls along
She will not quit night-walking
She gives the wheel a spin
And none that call at Liberty Hall
Come out where they went in
O do not trust in the guide-book
You will not find it there
Or try to quiz the natives
They scratch their heads and stare
Official expeditions
Are forever setting sail
But if they fall on Liberty Hall
They do not tell the tale

The rich come waving their money
But money's not the price
Souls that gain admittance
Cannot pay it twice
Stock Exchange quotations
Do not list its name
But behind the wall at Liberty Hall
They're buying just the same

I am a real-time sailor
I tack across the tide
And when I get to landfall
May the door be open wide
I'll throw away the compass
Jettison the chart
And when I crawl to Liberty Hall
I'll navigate by heart

You will not need your learning
Nor yet your rosary
You need not pack a suitcase
To come along with me
The coachman and his horses
Are ready to depart
And at the ball at Liberty Hall
The band's about to start