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