Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Central Station

Got my work on for love, sweat and dirt.
All this Holy dust my face an' shirt.
Headin' now, just as the shifts are changin',
To Grand Station.

I got my box, got my hard hat in my hand.
I ain't no hero, mister, just a man.
An' all these keep on askin' me to take them,
To Grand Station.
Central Station.

I wanna stand beneath the just one more time.
Wanna wait on the platform for the line.
I you're never really all alone, or too far from the pull of home,
An' the upon that painted dome still shine.

I my way out on the 42nd Street.
I lit a cigarette an' stared at my feet.
Imagined all the ones that stood here waitin',
At Grand Station.
Grand Station.

And now Hercules is starin' at me.
Next to him's an' Mercury.
Well, I nod to them an' my crawl, flyers coverin' every wall:
Faces of the are all I see.

Tomorrow, be back there, workin' on the pile.
in, comin' out, single file.
Before my job is done, there's one more I'm makin',
To Grand Station.
Grand Station.

Central Station.
Grand Station.