Richard Cory
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โฑ๏ธ 3:05 duration
๐ ID: 1219157
๐ Lyrics
They say that Richard Cory owns one half of this whole town,
With political connections to spread his wealth around
He born into society, a banker's only child,
He had everything a man could want:
Money, grace, and style
The papers print his picture almost everywhere he goes:
Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at a show.
And the rumour 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
John Denver!
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
Richard Cory.
With political connections to spread his wealth around
He born into society, a banker's only child,
He had everything a man could want:
Money, grace, and style
The papers print his picture almost everywhere he goes:
Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at a show.
And the rumour 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
John Denver!
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
Richard Cory.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:14.36] They say that Richard Cory owns one half of this whole town,
[00:20.57] With political connections to spread his wealth around
[00:26.87] He born into society, a banker's only child,
[00:33.14] He had everything a man could want:
[00:37.01] Money, grace, and style
[00:41.52]
[00:48.63] The papers print his picture almost everywhere he goes:
[00:54.80] Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at a show.
[01:00.72] And the rumour of his parties and the orgies on his yacht!
[01:07.54] Oh, he surely must be happy with everything he's got
[01:16.04] But I work in his factory
[01:22.64] And I curse the life I'm living
[01:26.11] And I curse my poverty
[01:29.36] And I wish that I could be,
[01:32.38] Oh, I wish that I could be,
[01:35.66] Oh, I wish that I could be
[01:38.69] John Denver!
[01:41.73]
[01:43.97] He freely gave to charity, he had the common touch,
[01:52.25] And they were grateful for his patronage and thanked him very much,
[01:58.68] So my mind was filled with wonder when the evening headlines read:
[02:05.44] "Richard Cory went home last night and put a bullet through his head."
[02:17.32] But I work in his factory
[02:24.02] And I curse the life I'm living
[02:27.78] And I curse my poverty
[02:30.98] And I wish that I could be,
[02:34.15] Oh, I wish that I could be,
[02:36.96] Oh, I wish that I could be
[02:41.75] Richard Cory.
[02:42.74]
[00:20.57] With political connections to spread his wealth around
[00:26.87] He born into society, a banker's only child,
[00:33.14] He had everything a man could want:
[00:37.01] Money, grace, and style
[00:41.52]
[00:48.63] The papers print his picture almost everywhere he goes:
[00:54.80] Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at a show.
[01:00.72] And the rumour of his parties and the orgies on his yacht!
[01:07.54] Oh, he surely must be happy with everything he's got
[01:16.04] But I work in his factory
[01:22.64] And I curse the life I'm living
[01:26.11] And I curse my poverty
[01:29.36] And I wish that I could be,
[01:32.38] Oh, I wish that I could be,
[01:35.66] Oh, I wish that I could be
[01:38.69] John Denver!
[01:41.73]
[01:43.97] He freely gave to charity, he had the common touch,
[01:52.25] And they were grateful for his patronage and thanked him very much,
[01:58.68] So my mind was filled with wonder when the evening headlines read:
[02:05.44] "Richard Cory went home last night and put a bullet through his head."
[02:17.32] But I work in his factory
[02:24.02] And I curse the life I'm living
[02:27.78] And I curse my poverty
[02:30.98] And I wish that I could be,
[02:34.15] Oh, I wish that I could be,
[02:36.96] Oh, I wish that I could be
[02:41.75] Richard Cory.
[02:42.74]