Richard Cory Lyrics

Say that Richard Cory

Owns one-half of this here town

With political connections

To spread his wealth around

Born into society, a banker's only child

He had everything a man could want

Power, grace and style

But I, I work in his factory

And I curse the life that I'm livin'

And I curse my poverty

And I wish that I could be

Yeah, hey I wish that I could be

Lord, I wish that I could be, Richard Cory

The paper's print his picture

Everywhere he go

Richard Cory at the opera

Richard Cory at the show

And the rumours of his parties

And orgies on his yacht

Heart and soul he must be happy

With everything that he has got

But I, I work in his factory

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And I curse my poverty

And I wish that I could be

Yeah, wish that I could be

Lord, I wish that I could be, Richard Cory

He freely give to charity And had the common touch

They were grateful for his patronage

And thanked him very much

So my mind was filled with wonder

When the evenin' headlines read

That Richard Cory went home last night

And put a bullet through his head, hu

But I, I, work in his factory

And I don't dig the life I'm livin'

I curse my poverty

And I wish that I could be

And I wish that I could be

Well, I wish that I could be, Richard Cory

Yeah, I wish that I could be

Lord, I wish that I could be

Yeah, I wish that I could be

Yes, oh I wish that I could be

Just like Richard Cory