Luyện nghe bài hát Richard Cory

They say that Richard Cory owns one half of this town
With political to spread his wealth around
into society, a banker's only child
He had everything a man could want, power, grace and

But I work in his
And I curse the I'm living
And I my poverty
And I wish I could be

Oh, I wish that I be
Oh, I wish that I be
Richard

The papers print his picture everywhere he goes
Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at a
And the rumor of his parties and the orgies on his
Oh, he surely must be happy with everything got

But I in his factory
And I the life I'm living
And I my poverty
And I wish 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 and put a bullet through his head"

But I work in his
And I the life I'm living
And I my poverty
And I wish that I be

Oh, I wish I could be
Oh, I wish I could be
Cory