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In the Spring of Forty-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. 
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 lumbering Conestogas 
They left their tracks upon the land. 
(Chorus) 
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. 
Oh... 
(Chorus) 
Well, some pushed on to California 
And 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. 
Oh... 
(Chorus) 
And some would curse John Sutter's Mill 
Some men's thirsts are never filled.

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