Luyện nghe bài hát Sutter's Mill

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

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

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

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

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

Well, some fell prey to hostile
As tried to cross the plains
And some were lost in the Mountains
With hands froze to the reins

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

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

And the railroad came behind them
And the land was and tamed
When old John Sutter went to meet his
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 some would curse John Mill
Some men's thirsts are filled