Luyện nghe bài hát Sutter's Mill

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

Well, he it to the city
Where the like wildfire spread
And old John soon came to wish he'd
Left that in the river bed

For came like herds of locusts
woman, child and man
In their Calistogas
They left their tracks upon the

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

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

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

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

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

And then the railroad came behind
And the land was plowed and
old John Sutter went to meet his maker
He'd not one penny to his

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