I guess he'd rather be in Colorado
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
he'd rather play his banjo in the
I guess he'd rather work out where the
sky looks like a pearl after a rain
morning when the moon is scarcely gone
only thing you earn is what you spend
once again I see him walking once again I hear him talking
in the dawn the subway's coming in the dawn I hear him humming
in the end up in his office in the end a quiet cough is
to the stars he makes and asking them for busfare
some old song he wrote of love in Boulder Canyon
all he has to show he lives in New York City
