Lyrics
RICHARD CORY (words by Edwin Arlington Robinson, adapted by Louis Rosen)
Whenever Richard Cory went to town, / The people on the pavement looked at him; / He was a gentleman from sole to crown, / Quite handsome, and imperially trim. / Richard Cory…
And he was always modestly arrayed, / And he was always human when he talked; Still he fluttered pulses when he’d say, “Good morning,” / And glittered when he walked. / Richard Cory …
And he was rich, yes, richer than a king— / Admirably schooled in every grace: / Of course, we thought he was everything / To make us wish that we were in his place. / Richard Cory …
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, / Went home and put a bullet through his head. / Richard Cory…
© 2012 Louis Rosen, Lullwater Music, ASCAP. All Rights Reserved.
