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Song «Sutter's Mill» von Dan Fogelberg.
Fakten
Veröffentlichungsdaten: 1985 04 (Album)
Label: Full Moon EK 39616
Songwriter
Produktion: Dan Fogelberg & Marty Lewis
Genre: Rock - Countryrock, Rock - Singer-Songwriter
Annotationen
Sutter's Mill war eine Mühle, bei deren Bau Gold entdeckt wurde. Sutter war ein Schweizer Abenteurer. Der Goldfund löste den Goldrush aus.
Personen und Querverweise
Dan Fogelberg
Dan Fogelberg
Marty Lewis
Lyrics
[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 [Verse 5] 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 [Chorus] Oh, 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 6] Well, some pushed on to California And others stopped to take their rest And by the spring of 1860 They had opened up the west [Verse 7] 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 [Chorus] Oh, 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 [Outro] And some would curse John Sutter's Mill Some men's thirsts are never filled