Luyện nghe bài hát Richard Cory

They say that cory owns one half of this whole town,
With connections to spread his wealth around.
into society, a banker's only child,
He had everything a man want: power, grace, and style.

But I work in his
And I the life I'm living
And I my poverty
And I that I could be,
Oh, I wish that I be,
Oh, I wish I could be
cory.

The papers his picture almost everywhere he goes:
Richard at the opera, richard cory at a show.
And the of his parties and the orgies on his yacht!
Oh, he surely be happy with everything he's got.

But I in his factory

And I curse the life I'm
And I my poverty
And I that I could be,
Oh, I that I could be,
Oh, I that I could be
cory.

He freely gave to charity, he had the touch,
And they were grateful for his and thanked him very much,
So my mind was filled with wonder when the evening headlines
"richard cory went home last night and put a bullet his head."

But I in his factory
And I the life I'm living
And I my poverty
And I wish I could be,
Oh, I wish that I be,
Oh, I that I could be
cory.