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SUTTER’S MILL 西特米尔

Dan Foge Lberg

In the spring of forty-seven

So the story it is told

Old john sutter went to the millside

Found a piece of shinn’gold. Well, he took it to the city

Where the word like wildfire spread

Old john sutter soon came to wishing

He’d left that stone in the river bed

Oh, they came like herds of locusts

Every w-man, child and man in their lumberin’cone-stogas

They left their track upon the land.

Some would fail and some would prosper

Some would die and some would kill

Some would take the lord for their deliverances

Some would curse john sutte’s mill.

Well, they came from new york city

And they came from alabam’

With their dreams of finding fortune

In this wild unsettled land.

Well, some fell prey to hostile arrows

As they tried to cross the plains

And some were lost in the rocky mountains

With their hands froze to the reins.

As they tried to cross the plains

And some were lost in the rocky mountains

With their hands froze to the reins

Some would fail and some would prosper

Some would die and some would kill

Some would thank the lord for their deliverance some would

Curse john sutter’s mill. Some pushed on to California

Others stopped to take their rest

And by the spring of eighteen sixty they had opened up the west.

And then the railroad came behind them

And the land was plowed and tamed

When old john sutter went to meet his maker

With not one penny to his name.

Some would fail and some would prosper

Some would die and some would kill

Some would thank the lord for their deliverance

Some would curse john sutter’s mill

Some would curse john suter’s mill

Some men’s thirsts are never filled.