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How does a bastard, orphan, son of a and a
Scotsman, in the middle of a forgotten
Spot in the by providence, impoverished, in squalor
Grow up to be a and a scholar?
The ten-dollar Founding Father without a
Got a lot farther by working a lot
By being a lot
By being a
By fourteen, placed him in charge of the trading charter
Hamilton
My name is Alexander
And a million things I haven't done
But you wait, just you wait

for it
for it
for it
for it
I am the one thing in life I can
for it
for it
for it
for it
I am
I am an
And if there's a reason I'm still
so many have died
Then I'm to—

I'm to
Work, work!
Angelica!
Work, work!
Eliza!
And
Look around, at how we are to be alive right now!
is happening in Manhattan and we just happen to be
In the city
In the greatest in the world!

The world turned down
The world turned upside
The turned upside down
The world turned upside

you'll blow us all away

Oceans rise, empires
We have seen other through it all
And when push comes to
I send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love!
Da da da dat da dat da da da da ya da
Da da dat dat da da ya da!

No one was in
The room where it
The room where it
The room where it
No one was in
The where it happened
The where it happened
The room it happened
No one really knows how the is played
The art of the
How the gets made
We just assume it happens
But no one else is in the where it happens

We are (What?)
(What?)


We gotta make an all out
Ayo, I'm gonna a right-hand man

Hamilton!
Sir, he knows to do in a trench
Ingenuitive and fluent in French, I
Hamilton!
Sir, you're have to use him eventually
What's he gonna do on the bench? I
Hamilton!
No one has resilience
Or matches my practical brilliance—
Hamilton!
You wanna fight for your back?
Hamilton!
I need my hand man back!
Uh, get ya right hand man
You know you gotta get ya right man back
I mean you gotta put some thought into the but the sooner the better
To get your right man back!

It be nice, it must be nice
To have on your side
It must be nice, it be nice
To Washington on your side
back at the Bill of Rights (Which I wrote)
The ink dried
It must be nice, it be nice
To Washington on your side—
has to stand up for the South!
Somebody has to up to his mouth!
If there's a fire you're to douse
You put it out from inside the house
I'm in the cabinet, I am in
him grabbin' at power and kiss it
If isn't gon' listen
To disciplined dissidents, this is the
kid is out

In New you can be a new man

How do you write you're running out of time?
day and night like you're running out of time?
Ev'ry day you fight like you're running out of
you're running out of time
Are you out of time?

Let me tell you what I I'd known
When I was and dreamed of glory
You no control
Who lives, who dies, who tells story
I that we can win
I know greatness lies in you
But remember here on in
History has its on you (Whoa...)

And I am not throwing away my
I am not throwing my shot
Hey yo, I'm just my country
I'm young, and hungry
And I'm not throwing away my
We gonna rise up, time to take a shot (Not away my shot)
We gonna up, time to take a shot (Not throwing away my shot)
We're rise up, rise up! (It's time to take a shot!)
up, rise up!
And I am not away my
Not away my shot

There's a million I haven't done
But you wait (Just wait)
What's name, man?
(Hamilton)
(Hamilton)
(Hamilton)