Luyện nghe bài hát Sutter's Mill

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

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

For came like herds of locusts
Every woman, and man
In their lumberin'
They their tracks upon the land

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

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

Well, some fell to hostile arrows
As they tried to cross the
And some were lost in the Rocky
With their hands to the reins

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

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

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

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