Luyện nghe bài hát Raise Yer Glass

You got a grip on the American
Your hands are empty but that's not you see
Your pockets are empty and the landlords
You spent your money on piss beer
To be and make the rules
To hold the cards and throw down tools
To wash your hands and tuck in your shirt
the American Dream it shouldn't have to hurt
You got a job and what pays your way
Got a family that's what makes you
The are fed, the roof don't leak
You pat them on the head and them on the cheek
But you forgot faces and the place you got
Spend time thinking what you haven't got
Slaving every day but your somewhere else
to figure out where you lost yourself

You never thought the would be so hard
Thought you'd have the house with the pool in the
The boss would you just what you earned
You'd count the and the pay you earned
But you in at 7 and out at 5
The boss doesn't even know you're alive
You do your work and make way home
But just around you're not so alone

Can't you see you're a working man
You'll never have more than you hold in hand
Yo.u all your life for someone else
You only your family and yourself
The working man, he's the one
a legacy of pride in the work he's done
Sweat and for the family that he loves
His pride and his family will always be
Cant you see I'm a working man
And we're all just men
Raise your glass to the working man