[00:00.00] 作词 : Fogelberg
[00:30.89]In the spring of forty-seven,
[00:37.64]So the story, it is told,
[00:44.89]Old john sutter went to the mill site
[00:52.19]Found a piece of shining gold.
[00:59.23]Well, he took it to the city
[01:06.44]Where the word, like wildfire, spread.
[01:13.36]And old john sutter soon came to wish he'd
[01:20.41]Left that stone in the river bed.
[01:27.79]For they came like herds of locusts
[01:35.11]Every woman, child and man
[01:42.27]In their lumbering conestogas
[01:49.20]They left their tracks upon the land.
[01:55.01](chorus)
[01:55.60]Some would fail and some would prosper
[02:03.30]Some would die and some would kill
[02:10.76]Some would thank the lord for their deliverance
[02:17.79]And some would curse john sutter's mill.
[02:25.34]Well, they came from new york city,
[02:32.18]And they came from alabam'
[02:39.29]With their dreams of finding fortunes
[02:46.63]In this wild unsettled land.
[02:53.72]Well, some fell prey to hostile arrows
[03:01.14]As they tried to cross the plains.
[03:07.98]And some were lost in the rocky mountains
[03:15.14]With their hands froze to the reins.
[03:21.01]Oh...
[03:22.99](chorus)
[03:23.00]Some would fail and some would prosper
[03:29.80]Some would die and some would kill
[03:37.26]Some would thank the lord for their deliverance
[03:44.39]And some would curse john sutter's mill.
[03:51.90](music)
[04:11.36]
[04:19.29]Well, some pushed on to california
[04:27.09]And others stopped to take their rest.
[04:34.05]And by the spring of eighteen-sixty
[04:41.12]They had opened up the west.
[04:48.13]And then the railroad came behind them
[04:55.30]And the land was plowed and tamed,
[05:02.22]When old john sutter went to meet his maker,
[05:09.68]He'd not one penny to his name.
[05:15.93]Oh...
[05:16.76](chorus)
[05:17.25]Some would fail and some would prosper
[05:24.23]Some would die and some would kill
[05:31.35]Some would thank the lord for their deliverance
[05:38.44]And some would curse john sutter's mill.
[05:45.22]And some would curse john sutter's mill
[05:52.39]Some men's thirsts are never filled.