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