Richard Cory

[Verse 1]

They say that Richard Cory owns

One half of this whole 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

[Chorus]

But I work in his factory

And I curse the life I'm living

And I curse my poverty

And I wish that I could be

Oh, I wish that I could be

Oh, I wish that I could be

Richard Cory

[Verse 2]

The papers print his picture

Almost everywhere he goes

Richard Cory at the opera

Richard Cory at a show

And the rumor of his party

And the orgies on his yacht

Oh, he surely must be happy

With everything he's got

[Chorus]

But I, I work in his factory

And I curse the life I'm living

And I curse my poverty

And I wish that I could be

Oh, I wish that I could be

Oh, I wish that I could be

Richard Cory

[Verse 3]

He freely gave to charity

He had the common touch

And they were grateful for his patronage

And they thanked him very much

So my mind was filled with wonder

When the evening headlines read

"Richard Cory went home last night

And put a bullet through his head"

[Chorus]

But I, I work in his factory

And I curse the life I'm living

And I curse my poverty

And I wish that I could be

Oh, I wish that I could be

Oh, I wish that I could be

Richard Cory