Paul McCartney Richard Cory Lyrics:
by Paul Simon

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 picture
almost everywhere he goes:
Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at a show.
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And the rumor 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 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
Lyrics: Richard Cory, Paul McCartney [end]