I 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