歌词
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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