America - The last unicorn

When the ^Amlast eagle flies over the ^Flast crumbling ^Gmountain And the ^Amlast lion roars at the ^Flast dusty ^Gfountain In the ^Amshadow of the ^Emforest though she m^Fay be old and w^Corn They will ^Fstare un^Cbelieving At the ^Flast uni^Gcorn ^N.C.

When the ^Amfirst breath of winter through the ^Fflowers is ^Gicing And you ^Amlook to the north and a ^Fpale moon is ^Grising And it ^Amseems like all is ^Emdying and would ^Fleave the world to ^Cmourn In the ^Fdistance hear the ^Claughter Of the ^Flast uni^Gcorn I'm aliv^Ce ^AmI m aliv^Ge ^{Am Em F G}

When the ^Amlast moon is cast over the ^Flast star of ^Gmorning And the f^Amuture is past without even a l^Fast desperate w^Garning Then ^Amlook into the ^Emsky where through the ^Fclouds a path is ^Cformed Look and ^Fsee her how she ^Csparkles It's the ^Flast uni^Gcorn I'm a^Clive ^Am I'm a^Glive^{C Am7} I'm a^Glive^{Am Em F G}