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How does a bastard, orphan, son of a and a
Scotsman, dropped in the 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 a lot smarter
By a self-starter
By fourteen, they placed him in of the trading charter
Alexander
My name is Alexander
And there's a million I haven't done
But just you wait, just you

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 I'm still alive
When so have died
Then I'm willin'

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

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

you'll blow us all away

Oceans rise, empires
We have each other through it all
And when push to shove
I will send a fully 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 it happened
The room it happened
The room where it
No one was in
The room where it
The room it happened
The room where it
No one really knows how the game is
The art of the
How the gets made
We just assume it happens
But no one else is in the room where it

We are (What?)
(What?)


We make an all out stand
Ayo, I'm need a right-hand man

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

It must be nice, it be nice
To have Washington on your
It be nice, it must be nice
To have Washington on side
Look back at the Bill of (Which I wrote)
The ink dried
It be nice, it must be nice
To have 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 can't put it out from inside the
I'm in the cabinet, I am in
him grabbin' at power and kiss it
If Washington gon' listen
To disciplined dissidents, is the difference:
kid is out

In New you can be a new man

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

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

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

There's a million things I done
But you wait (Just wait)
What's name, man?
(Hamilton)
(Hamilton)
(Hamilton)