I Guess He'd Rather Be in Colorado

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 busfare.



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 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