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 shinin'

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

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

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

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

Well, some fell prey to hostile
As they tried to the plains
And some lost in the Rocky Mountains
With their hands froze to the

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

Well, pushed on to California
And others stopped to take their
And by the Spring of
They had up the West

And the railroad came behind them
And the land was plowed and
When old John Sutter went to his maker
not one penny to his name

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