Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Central Station

Got my work clothes on for love, and dirt.
All this dust upon my face an' shirt.
Headin' uptown now, just as the are changin',
To Central Station.

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

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

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

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

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

Grand Station.
Central Station.