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
the word like wildfire spread
And old Sutter soon came to wish he'd
Left stone in the river bed

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

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

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

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

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

Well, some on to California
And others stopped to take rest
And by the of 1860
They had up the West

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

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