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

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