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 aagain 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
