Simon & Garfunkel Richard Cory song lyrics

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.

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.

The papers print his pictures almost everywhere he goes

Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at a show.

And the rumours of his parties and the orgies on his yacht

Oh, he surely must be happy with everything he's got.

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.

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."

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.