Luyện nghe bài hát Sutter's Mill

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, would fail and some would prosper
Some would die and some would
Some would 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 Spring of
They had up the West

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

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