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 to see him walkin’
Once again to hear him talkin’
To the stars he makes and askin’ them for bus fares
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 comin’
In the dawn I hear him comin’
Some old song he wrote of love in Boulder Canyon
Guess he’d rather be in Colorado
Guess he’d rather be in Colorado
Guess he’d rather work out where the only thing you earn is
what you spend
In the end I’m in his office
In the end a quiet cough is all he has to show
He lives in New York City