Van morrison richard cory (alternate version) lyrics

Say that Richard Cory

 Owns one-half of this here 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, I work in his factory

 And I curse the life that I'm livin'

 And I curse my poverty

 And I wish that I could be

 Yeah, hey I wish that I could be

 Lord, I wish that I could be, Richard Cory

 

 The paper's print his picture

 Everywhere he go

 Richard Cory at the opera

 Richard Cory at the show

 And the rumours of his parties

 And orgies on his yacht

 Heart and soul he must be happy

 With everything that he has got

 

 But I, 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

 Yeah, wish that I could be

 Lord, I wish that I could be, Richard Cory

 

 He freely give to charity And had the 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, hu

 

 But I, I, work in his factory

 And I don't dig the life I'm livin'

 I curse my poverty

 And I wish that I could be

 And I wish that I could be

 Well, I wish that I could be, Richard Cory

 

 Yeah, I wish that I could be

 Lord, I wish that I could be

 Yeah, I wish that I could be

 Yes, oh I wish that I could be

 Just like Richard Cory