Whenever Richard Cory went down town
We people on the sidewalk looked at him
Well, he was a gentleman from sole to crown
Clean favored (And clean shaven!) and imperially slim
And he was always quietly arrayed
And he was always human when he talked
But still he fluttered pulses when he said
"Good-morning" (How do you do!) and he glittered when he walked
And he was oh so rich yes richer than a king
And admirably schooled in every grace
In fine, he was just about everything
To make us wish that we were in his place
So on we worked and waited for the light
And went without the meat and cursed the bread
And Richard Cory one calm summer night
Well, he went home (All alone!) and put a bullet through his head
Richard Cory Video (MV)
Performed By: The 3 D's
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: Duane Hiatt, Denis Sorenson, Richard Davis
The 3 D's - Richard Cory Lyrics
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Whenever Richard Cory went down town
We people on the sidewalk looked at him
Well, he was a gentleman from sole to crown
Clean favored (And clean shaven!) and imperially slim
And he was always quietly arrayed
And he was always human when he talked
But still he fluttered pulses when he said
"Good-morning" (How do you do!) and he glittered when he walked
And he was oh so rich yes richer than a king
And admirably schooled in every grace
In fine, he was just about everything
To make us wish that we were in his place
So on we worked and waited for the light
And went without the meat and cursed the bread
And Richard Cory one calm summer night
Well, he went home (All alone!) and put a bullet through his head
We people on the sidewalk looked at him
Well, he was a gentleman from sole to crown
Clean favored (And clean shaven!) and imperially slim
And he was always quietly arrayed
And he was always human when he talked
But still he fluttered pulses when he said
"Good-morning" (How do you do!) and he glittered when he walked
And he was oh so rich yes richer than a king
And admirably schooled in every grace
In fine, he was just about everything
To make us wish that we were in his place
So on we worked and waited for the light
And went without the meat and cursed the bread
And Richard Cory one calm summer night
Well, he went home (All alone!) and put a bullet through his head
Writer: Duane Hiatt, Denis Sorenson, Richard Davis
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