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1776 The Egg - Rex Everhart/William Daniels/Ken Howard

作曲:Sherman Edwards

It's a masterpiece I say

They will cheer every word every letter

I wish I felt that way

I believe I can put it better

Now then attend as friend to friend

Our declaration committee

For us I see immortality

In Philadelphia city

A farmer

A lawyer

And a sage

A bit gouty in the leg

You know it's quite bizarre to think that here we are

Playing midwives to an egg

America The birth of a new nation

We're waiting for the chirp chirp chirp

Of an eaglet being born

Waiting for the chirp chirp chirp

On this humid monday morning

In this congressional incubator

God konws the temperature's hot enough

To hatch a stone let alone an egg

We're waiting for the scratch scratch scratch

Of that tiny little fellow

Waiting for the egg to hatch

On this humid monday morning

In this congressional incubator

God knows the temperature's hot enough

To hatch a stone

But will it hatch an egg

The eagle's going to crack the shell

Of the egg that England laid

Yes sir we can tell tell tell

On this humid monday morning

In this congressinal incubator

And just that Tom here has written

Though its shell may belong to Great Britain

The eagle inside belongs to us

And just as Tom here has written

We say to hell with Great Britain

The eagle inside

Belongs to us

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