Last Frontier

Lyrics: Pete Sears
Music: Pete Sears

A David Nelson Band/Moonalice song.

Prince William Sounds, his sad eyed warning bell
To heed the call of Ketchikan
The last frontier to pay the price of modern man
And of the gamblers' hidden hand
For Alaska's Eskimo land

St Elmo's Fire, to the Northern Lights and the Chilkoot River Sun
The bear and silver salmon run
If we breach their line they'll never survive in the food chain of command
Let's draw a line in the sand
For Alaska's Eskimo land

The Midnight Sun sounds the cry from the deep
Guides us where we need to go
The eagle flies as the twilight sleeps
Pure as the driven snow

The mighty whales would gather round and sing their ancient tales
Of a time before the bloody ships of sail
When they could swim the seven seas, and frolic in the sun
Before the harpoon whaler�s guns
Almost slaughtered each and every one
Alaska's Midnight Sun

The great white bear of the frozen north, and sea lions in decline
Fields of ice and herring on the run Engine nine on the White Pass Line, and the mournful whistle wails
It�s not too late to trump the gamblers' hand
For Alaska, Eskimo land

The Midnight Sun sounds the cry from the deep
Guides us where we need to go
The eagle flies as the twilight sleeps
Pure as the driven snow
Guides me where I need to go
The lonesome whistle blows
Denali Mountain river spirits know
The lonesome wolf and the thunderbird stand
For Alaska, Eskimo Land