Them - Richard Cory Lyrics
They say that Richard CoryOwns one-half of this here townWith political connectionsSpread his wealth aroundBorn into society, a banker's only childHe had everything a man could wantPower, grace and styleBut I, work in his factoryAnd I curse the life I'm livin'And I curse my povertyThat I wish that I could beYeah, I wish that I could beLord, I wish that I could be, Richard CoryPaper's print his picturesAlmost everywhere he goRichard Cory at the operaRichard Cory at the showAnd the rumours of his a-partiesAnd the orgies on his yachtWell, he surely must be happyWith everythang that he has gotBut I, work in his factoryAnd I curse the life I'm livin'And I curse my povertyAnd I wish that I could beI wish that I could be, yea-ahI wish that I could be, Richard CoryHe freely gave to charityAnd had that common touchThey were grateful for his patronageAnd thanked him very muchSo my mind was filled with wonderWhen the evenin' headlines readThat Richard Cory went home last nightAnd put a bullet through his head, huBut I, I, I, work in his factoryAnd I, I don't don't dig the life I'm livin'And I don't dig my povertyAnd I wish that I could beYeah, an' I wish that I could beWell, wish that I could be, Richard CoryAy-hey, I wish that I could beI wish that I could beSometime, I wish that I could beA-just like a-Richard CoryJust li-iiiiiiike, a-Richard CoryA-Richard CoryFADESA-Richard CoryJust like Richard Cory
