Them Richard Cory lyrics

They say that Richard Cory owns one-half of this here town
With political connections 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 work in his factory and I curse the life I'm livin'
And I curse my poverty that I wish that I could be
Yeah, I wish that I could be, Lord, I wish that I could be
Richard Cory

Paper's print his pictures almost everywhere he go
Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at the show
And the rumors of his a-parties and the orgies on his yacht
Well, he surely must be happy with everything that he has got

But I work in his factory and I curse the life I'm livin'
And I curse my poverty and I wish that I could be
I wish that I could be, yeah, I wish that I could be
Richard Cory


He freely gave to charity and had that 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

But I, I, I work in his factory and I, I don't don't dig the life I'm livin'
And I don't dig my poverty and I wish that I could be
Yeah, an' I wish that I could be, well, wish that I could be
Richard Cory

Ay-hey, I wish that I could be, I wish that I could be
Sometime, I wish that I could be a-just like a-Richard Cory
Just like, a-Richard Cory, a-Richard Cory
A-Richard Cory, just like Richard Cory