Bill Danoff / Taffy Nivert

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 hummin'
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.