Luyện nghe bài hát Sutter's Mill

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

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

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

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

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

Well, some fell prey to arrows
As tried to cross the plains
And some were in the Rocky Mountains
With their hands froze to the

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

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

And then the railroad behind them
And the land was plowed and
When old Sutter went to meet his maker
not one penny to his name

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