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
