Dan Fogelberg
Sutter's Mill

In the spring of '47
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
And 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 lumb'ring Conestogas
They 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
For their deliverance
And 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

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

Some would fail
And some would prosper
Some would die
And some would kill
Some would thank the Lord
For their deliverance
And some would curse
John Sutter's mill

Well, some pushed on to California
And others stopped to take their rest
And by the spring of '86
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
He'd 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
And some would curse
John Sutter's mill

And some would curse John Sutter's Mill
Some men's thirsts are never filled


Mirror lyrics:

Some men's thirsts are never filled
And some would curse John Sutter's Mill

John Sutter's mill
And some would curse
For their deliverance
Some would thank the Lord
And some would kill
Some would die
And some would prosper
Some would fail

He'd not one penny to his name
When Old John Sutter went to meet his maker
And the land was plowed and tamed
And then the railroad came behind them
They had opened up the West
And by the spring of '86
And others stopped to take their rest
Well, some pushed on to California

John Sutter's mill
And some would curse
For their deliverance
Some would thank the Lord
And some would kill
Some would die
And some would prosper
Some would fail

With their hands froze to the reins
And some were lost in the Rocky Mountains
As they tried to cross the plains
Well, some fell prey to hostile arrows

In this wild, unsettled land
With their dreams of finding fortunes
And they came from Alabam'
Well, they came from New York City

John Sutter's mill
And some would curse
For their deliverance
Some would thank the Lord
And some would kill
Some would die
And some would prosper
Some would fail

They left their tracks upon the land
In their lumb'ring Conestogas
Every woman, child and man
For they came like herds of locusts

He'd left that stone in the river bed
And old John Sutter soon came to wish
Where the word like wildfire spread
Well, he took it to the city
Found a piece of shining gold
Old John Sutter went to the mill site
So the story it is told
In the spring of '47


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