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 of shinin' gold

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

For they came herds of locusts
Every woman, and man
In lumberin' Calistogas
They left their tracks upon the

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

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

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

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

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

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

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