[Verse 1]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
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
[Verse 4]
Well, they came from New York City
And they came from Alabam'
With their dreams of finding fortunes
In this wild unsettled land
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
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
[Verse 4]
Well, they came from New York City
And they came from Alabam'
With their dreams of finding fortunes
In this wild unsettled land
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