Richard Cory Chords by Simon & Garfunkel

[Start]

[Verse]
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They say that Richard Cory owns one half of this whole town
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With political connections to spread his wealth around
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Born into society a banker's only child
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He had everything a man could want power grace and style ■
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But I work in his factory
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And I curse the life I'm living
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And I curse my poverty
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And I wish that I could be
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Oh I wish that I could be
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Oh I wish that I could be Richard Cory ■  


[Chorus]
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■  The papers print his pictures almost everywhere he goes
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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
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Oh he surely must be happy with everything he's got ■
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But I I work in his factory


[Verse]
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And I curse the life I'm living
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And I curse my poverty
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And I wish that I could be
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Oh I wish that I could be
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Oh I wish that I could be Richard Cory ■  


[Chorus]
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He freely gave to charity he had the common touch
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And they were grateful for his patronage and they thanked him very much
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So my mind was filled with wonder when the evening headlines read
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Richard Cory went home last night and put a bullet through his head
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But I I work in his factory
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And I curse the life I'm living
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And I curse my poverty
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And I wish that I could be 
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Oh I wish that I could be 
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Oh I wish that I could be  Richard Cory


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