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 of shinin' gold

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

For they came herds of locusts
woman, child and man
In their lumberin'
They left their tracks the land

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

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

Well, some fell prey to arrows
As they tried to the plains
And some were lost in the Rocky
With their froze to the reins

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

Well, pushed on to California
And others stopped to their rest
And by the of 1860
They had opened up the

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

Oh, some would fail and would prosper
Some would die and would kill
Some would thank the Lord for their
And some would curse John Sutter's
And some would curse John Sutter's
Some men's thirsts are filled