I guess he'd rather be in Colorado
He'd rather spend his time out
Where the sky looks like a pearl after a rain
Once again I see him walkin
Once again I hear him talking
To the stars he makes
And asking them for bus fare
I guess he'd rather be in Colorado
He'd rather play his banjo in the morning
When the moon is scarcely gone
In the dawn the subways comin'
In the dawn I hear him hummin'
Some old song he wrote of love in Boulder Canyon
I guess he'd rather be in Colorado
I guess he'd rather be in Colorado
I guess he'd rather work
Out where the only thing you earn
Is what you spend
In the end up in his office
In the end a quiet cough
Is all he has to show
He lives in New York City
