Luyện nghe bài hát Sutter's Mill

In the of 47
So the story, it is
Old John Sutter went to the site
Found a piece of gold

Well, he it to the city
Where the word like wildfire
And old John Sutter soon came to wish
Left stone in the river bed

For they like herds of locusts
woman, child and man
In their Calistogas
They left tracks upon the land

Some fail and some would prosper
Some would die and some kill
Some would thank the for their deliverance
And some would curse John Sutter's

Well, they came from New City
And they came Alabama
With their dreams of fortunes
In this unsettled land

Well, some prey to hostile arrows
As they tried to cross the
And some were lost in the Mountains
With their froze to the reins

Oh, some would fail and some prosper
Some would die and some would
Some would the Lord for their deliverance
And would curse John Sutter's Mill

Well, some on to California
And stopped to take their rest
And by the Spring of
They had up the West

And then the came behind them
And the was plowed and tamed
When old John Sutter went to meet his
not one penny to his name

Oh, some would and some would prosper
Some would die and some would
Some would thank the Lord for their
And some would John Sutter's Mill
And some curse John Sutter's Mill
Some men's are never filled