เพลง : Sutter's Mill
ศิลปิน : Tony Orrondo

In the street, of forty
seven. So the story here
it's told. Old john
sutter went to his mill
side. Found a piece of
shinning gold.
Well he took it to
the city. Will the words
like wild fire speed.
Old john sutter soon came
to riche. Lift that stone
in the river bed.
For they came like heards
of Locuts. Every woman,
child and man. In their
lumps, bring corn and
stockage. The left thair
dargs,upon the land.
Some would pray
hey and some wold prosper.
Some would die, and some
would kill. Some would
thank the lost that they
to live rust.Some would
curse John sutter's mill.
Well the came for New York
city. And the came a man
of battle. With their
dreams of find a fortune.
In this wild, of setter land.
For some fell pray the
house to their roads.
As they try to cross the
land. And some were lost
in the Rocky mountains.
With their hands. Frozzed
to the rain.
Oh! some would pray hey
and some wold prosper.
Some would die, and some
would kill.
Some would thank the lost
that they to live rust.
Some would curse John
sutter's mill.
Some marched on to
California, and the stopped.
To take their test.And by
the spring of
They had opened up the west.
And then the rail road
came behing them. And the
land was plovghed and
changed. When old John
sutter went to mere his
heigh bove. It not one
penny to his name.
Oh! some would pray
hey and some wold presper.
Some would die, and some
would kill. some would
thank the lost that
they to live rust.
Some would curse John
sutter's mill.
Some could curse John
sutter's mill. And some
would curse are never
filled