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