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 word wildfire spread
And old John soon came to wish he'd
that stone in the river bed

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

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

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

Well, some prey to hostile arrows
As they tried to the plains
And some were lost in the Rocky
With their hands to the reins

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

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

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

Oh, 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
And some would curse John Mill
Some men's thirsts are never