Simon & Garfunkel - Richard cory

They ^Dmsay that Richard Cory owns one ^Chalf of this whole town, With po^Dmlitical connections to ^Aspread his wealth around. ^GBorn into society, a banker's only child, He had ^Dmevery^Cthing a ^Fman could want: ^Apower, grace, and style. ^F

But I work in his ^Dmfactory And I ^Gcurse the life I'm living

Oh, I ^Fwish that I could ^Dmbe, Oh, I ^Gwish that I could be Richard ^DmCory.

The ^Dmpapers print his picture almost ^Ceverywhere he goes: Richard ^DmCory at the opera, Richard ^ACory at a show. And the ^Grumor of his parties and the orgies on his yacht! Oh, he ^Dmsurely ^Cmust be ^Fhappy with ^Aeverything he's got. ^F

But I work in his ^Dmfactory And I ^Gcurse the life I'm living

Oh, I ^Fwish that I could ^Dmbe, Oh, I ^Gwish that I could be Richard ^DmCory.

He ^Dmfreely gave to charity, he ^Chad the common touch, And they were ^Dmgrateful for his patronage and ^Athanked him very much, So my ^Gmind was filled with wonder when the evening headlines read: Richard C^Dmory^C went h^Fome last night and put a b^Aullet through his head. ^F

But I work in his ^Dmfactory And I ^Gcurse the life I'm living

Oh, I ^Fwish that I could ^Dmbe, Oh, I ^Gwish that I could be Richard ^DmCory.