Luyện nghe bài hát Sutter's Mill

In the of 47
So the story, it is
Old John Sutter went to the mill
Found a piece of shinin'

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

For they came like of locusts
woman, child and man
In lumberin' Calistogas
They left tracks upon the land

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

Well, they from New York City
And they came from
With their dreams of findin'
In this wild land

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

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

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

And then the came behind them
And the land was and tamed
When old John went to meet his maker
He'd not one to his name

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