Maxwellton Braes are bonny
Where stands the big hotel
I had an egg for breakfast
But I knew before I cracked the shell

It was an egg of the Old Brigade
Murmuring in accents feeble
“I’m humming, I’m humming,
I’m not new laid I know”쳌

I turned to the gasping waiter
and said, “Joe
I don’t suppose this egg’s been laid
for months and months and months
I don’t suppose this egg’s been laid
for months and months and months
It must have been laid by some extinct dodo
10,20,30,40 100 years ago.

So we threw it out the window,
We threw it out the window,
We threw it out the window,
And there it lay outside.

The waiter to the grocer’s has gone
To see the man who supplied him.
His father’s sword he has girded on
And he slew that egg which ran beside him.

And there it lay until the next day,
Until the dustman came that way.

He wrapped it all up in his tarpaulin jacket
He said for his tea it would do, it would do.
He ate it and early next morning, next morning
His widow his club money drew.

So Rule Britannia, Britannia rules the waves
Eggs are never never never
Quite new laid.