Thursday, December 29, 2005
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
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 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
John Denver
Gibson
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
John Denver
Gibson
Colorado - Merle Haggard
Written By Dave Kirby
There's a place where Mother Nature's got it all together,
She knows just when to let wild flowers bloom,
Some how she always seems to know exactly what she's doin'
And The Lord saw fit to furnish elbowroom.
Have you ever been down to Colorado ?
I spend a lot of time there in my mind.
And if a God doesn't live in Colorado,
I'll bet that's where he spends most of his time.
I'd love to be there watching, early in the morning,
The sun comes up and crowns the mountain king.
If by chance you dare to be there, high upon the mountain,
I swear that you can hear the angels sing.
Gibson
Written By Dave Kirby
There's a place where Mother Nature's got it all together,
She knows just when to let wild flowers bloom,
Some how she always seems to know exactly what she's doin'
And The Lord saw fit to furnish elbowroom.
Have you ever been down to Colorado ?
I spend a lot of time there in my mind.
And if a God doesn't live in Colorado,
I'll bet that's where he spends most of his time.
I'd love to be there watching, early in the morning,
The sun comes up and crowns the mountain king.
If by chance you dare to be there, high upon the mountain,
I swear that you can hear the angels sing.
Gibson
The Colorado Trail Song
Its nearly 500 miles from Denver to Durango And its
all uphill -- seems its all uphill. And the days are
long, I am weary to the bone. But its the grandest
thing that I have ever done!
And The Colorado Trail Is A little Piece Of Heaven
Where Flowers Sing like Angels To The Colorado Sky
And The Eagle Flies On The Great Divide
And So Go I
On The Colorado Trail
Its step by step, one foot, then the other
And I'm on my way -- I'm on my way,
And somehow that blue horizon in the early morning light
Will be laying down behind me, come the night. (CHORUS)
On shy columbine and aspens all a-shimmer
I will feast my soul -- I will feast my soul.
Where the little picas play and sweet waters wash away
Every care that would keep me in its hold.
And when evening falls, and the coyotes are a-howling
I will lay me down -- I will lay me down
In my cathedral in the pines, with the full moon in my eyes
And diamonds falling 'round me from the sky.
And I found you here, between Denver and Durango,
How you filled my eyes! How you filled my eyes!
You won me, heart and soul, and I am coming home
To walk again the Colorado Trail.
Gibson
Its nearly 500 miles from Denver to Durango And its
all uphill -- seems its all uphill. And the days are
long, I am weary to the bone. But its the grandest
thing that I have ever done!
And The Colorado Trail Is A little Piece Of Heaven
Where Flowers Sing like Angels To The Colorado Sky
And The Eagle Flies On The Great Divide
And So Go I
On The Colorado Trail
Its step by step, one foot, then the other
And I'm on my way -- I'm on my way,
And somehow that blue horizon in the early morning light
Will be laying down behind me, come the night. (CHORUS)
On shy columbine and aspens all a-shimmer
I will feast my soul -- I will feast my soul.
Where the little picas play and sweet waters wash away
Every care that would keep me in its hold.
And when evening falls, and the coyotes are a-howling
I will lay me down -- I will lay me down
In my cathedral in the pines, with the full moon in my eyes
And diamonds falling 'round me from the sky.
And I found you here, between Denver and Durango,
How you filled my eyes! How you filled my eyes!
You won me, heart and soul, and I am coming home
To walk again the Colorado Trail.
Gibson
But all along the rockies you can feel it in the air
From telluride to boulder down below
The closest thing to heaven on this planet anywhere
Is a quiet christmas morning in the colorado snow
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band - Colorado Christmas
Gibson
From telluride to boulder down below
The closest thing to heaven on this planet anywhere
Is a quiet christmas morning in the colorado snow
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band - Colorado Christmas
Gibson
Jackson Browne BOUND FOR COLORADO lyrics
The days of spring have just begun
And melted snow begins to run
Aspen is a fine place where many people go
And so you're bound for Colorado
Don't send me cards from where you've been
Or tell me 'bout the friends you win
But send to me a new leaf just begun to grow
And hurry home from Colorado
You told me once that you would like to run away
From all the fears and all the tears you felt that day
You should know no matter where you go
You have your friends to lean upon
When you're not sure what's goin' on
And if you don't return by the summer I will know
You've found a home in Colorado
And you're doing fine in Colorado
Gibson
The days of spring have just begun
And melted snow begins to run
Aspen is a fine place where many people go
And so you're bound for Colorado
Don't send me cards from where you've been
Or tell me 'bout the friends you win
But send to me a new leaf just begun to grow
And hurry home from Colorado
You told me once that you would like to run away
From all the fears and all the tears you felt that day
You should know no matter where you go
You have your friends to lean upon
When you're not sure what's goin' on
And if you don't return by the summer I will know
You've found a home in Colorado
And you're doing fine in Colorado
Gibson


























