Richard Cory (Live)

[Verse 1]

They say that Richard Cory owns one half of this whole town

With political connections to spread his wealth around

He was born into society, a banker's only child

He had everything a man could want: money, grace, and style

[Verse 2]

The papers print his picture almost every place he goes

Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at a show

And the rumor of his parties and the orgies on his yacht!

He really must be happy with everything he's got

[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

John Denver

[Verse 3]

He really gave to the charities, he had the common touch

And they were thankful for his patronage and thank you 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

[Outro]

But I work in his factory

And I curse the life I'm living

And I curse my poverty

I wish that I could be

I wish that I could be

Oh, I wish that I could be

Richard Cory