🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Sutter's Mill - Dan Fogelberg

  the Spring of Forty-seven,
 So the story, it  told,
 Old  Sutter went to the mill site
 Found a piece  shining gold.
 
 Well, he took it to the 
 Where the word, like  spread.
 And old  Sutter soon came to wish he'd
 Left that stone  the river bed.
 
 For they came like herds of 
 Every woman, child and 
 In  lumbering Conestogas
 They left their  upon the land.
 
  would fail and some would prosper
 Some would die and some would 
 Some would  the Lord for their deliverance
  some would curse John Sutter's Mill.
 
 Well, they  from New York City,
 And they  from Alabam'
  their dreams of finding fortunes
 In this  unsettled land.
 
 Well, some fell prey  hostile arrows
 As they tried to cross the 
  some were lost in the Rocky Mountains
 With their hands froze to the 
 
 Some would fail and some would 
 Some would die  some would kill
 Some  thank the Lord for their deliverance
 And some would curse John Sutter's 
 
 Well, some pushed on to 
 And others stopped to  their rest.
 And by the Spring  Eighteen-sixty
 They  opened up the west.
 
 And then  railroad came behind them
  the land was plowed and tamed,
 When Old  Sutter went to meet his maker,
 He'd not  penny to his name.
 
 Some would fail and some  prosper
 Some would die and some  kill
 Some  thank the Lord for their deliverance
  some would curse John Sutter's Mill.
 
 And some would curse John  Mill
 Some men's  are never filled.