Luyện nghe bài hát Richard Cory (alternate version)

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

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 I could be
Oh, I that I could be
Cory

The papers print his almost everywhere he goes
Richard Cory at the opera, Richard at a show
And the rumor of his parties and the 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 wish I could be
Oh, I wish that I be
Richard

He freely to charity, he had the common touch
And they grateful for his patronage and thanked him very much
So my mind was filled with wonder when the evening read
"Richard went home last night and put a bullet through his head"

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

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