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 ^Fmay be old and ^Cworn They will ^Dmstare unb^Emelieving At the ^Flast u^G4nic^Gorn

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 ^Dmdistance hear the l^Emaughter Of the ^Flast uni^G4cor^Gn I'm al^Cive.^Am I'm al^Give ^{Am Em F G4 G}

When the ^Amlast moon is cast over the ^Flast star of ^Gmorning And the ^Amfuture is past without even a ^Flast desperate ^Gwarning Then ^Amlook into the ^Emsky where through the ^Fclouds a path is ^Cformed Look and ^Dmsee her how she s^Emparkles It's the ^Flast uni^G4cor^Gn I'm a^Clive.^Am I'm al^Give.^{C Am7} I'm al^Give ^{Am Em F G}