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

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