I guess he'd rather be in Colorado
He'd rather spend his time out
where the sky looks like
a pearl after the rain
Once again I see him walking
once again I hear him talking
to the stars he makes
and asking them the 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 subway's coming
in the dawn I hear him humming
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
I guess he'd rather be in Colorado
He'd rather spend his time out
where the sky looks like
a pearl after the rain
Once again I see him walking
once again I hear him talking
to the stars he makes
and asking them the 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 subway's coming
in the dawn I hear him humming
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