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How a bastard, orphan, son of a whore and a
Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a
in the Caribbean by providence, impoverished, in squalor
Grow up to be a and a scholar?
The ten-dollar Founding without a father
Got a lot by working a lot harder
By being a lot
By being a
By fourteen, they placed him in charge of the charter
Alexander
My name is Alexander
And there's a 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 willin'

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

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

Yeah you'll us all away

Oceans rise, empires
We have seen each other it all
And push comes to shove
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 where it happened
The where it happened
No one was in
The room it happened
The room where it
The where it happened
No one knows how the game is played
The art of the
How the sausage gets
We assume that it happens
But no one is in the room where it happens

We are (What?)
(What?)


We gotta an all out stand
Ayo, I'm gonna need a man

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

It be nice, it must be nice
To Washington on your side
It must be nice, it be nice
To have Washington on side
Look back at the Bill of (Which I wrote)
The ink hasn't
It must be nice, it must be
To have Washington on side—
Somebody has to up for the South!
has to stand up to his mouth!
If there's a you're trying to douse
You can't put it out inside the house
I'm in the cabinet, I am in
Watching him grabbin' at and kiss it
If isn't gon' listen
To dissidents, this 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 fight like running out of time
Like running out of time
Are you out of time?

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

And I am not throwing my shot
I am not throwing away my
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 (Not throwing away my shot)
We gonna rise up, time to take a shot (Not throwing my shot)
We're gonna rise up, rise up! (It's time to a shot!)
up, rise up!
And I am not throwing my
Not throwing away my

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