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