Producer: Ahmir Thompson/Alex Lacamoire/Bill Sherman/Lin-Manuel Miranda/Tarik Trotter Conductor: Alex Lacamoire Lyrics: Lin-Manuel Miranda Music: Lin-Manuel Miranda

How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore and a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a Forgotten spot in the Caribbean by providence Impoverished, in squalor Grow up to be a hero and a scholar?

The ten-dollar founding father without a father Got a lot farther by working a lot harder By being a lot smarter By being a self-starter By fourteen, they placed him in charge of a Trading charter

And every day while slaves were being slaughtered and carted Away across the waves, he struggled and kept his guard up Inside, he was longing for something to be a part of The brother was ready to beg, steal, borrow, or barter

Then a hurricane came, and devastation reigned Our man saw his future drip, dripping down the drain Put a pencil to his temple, connected it to his brain And he wrote his first refrain, a testament to his pain

Well, the word got around, they said, “This kid is insane, man” Took up a collection just to send him to the mainland “Get your education, don’t forget from whence you came, and The world is gonna know your name. What’s your name, man?”

Alexander Hamilton My name is Alexander Hamilton And there’s a million things I haven’t done But just you wait, just you wait...

When he was ten his father split, full of it, debt-ridden Two years later, see Alex and his mother bed-ridden Half-dead sittin in their own sick, the scent thick

And Alex got better but his mother went quick

Moved in with a cousin, the cousin committed suicide Left him with nothin’ but ruined pride, something new inside A voice saying

“You gotta fend for yourself.”(“Alex, you gotta fend for yourself.”)

He started retreatin’ and readin’ every treatise on the shelf

There would have been nothin’ left to do For someone less astute He woulda been dead or destitute Without a cent of restitution Started workin’, clerkin’ for his late mother’s landlord Tradin’ sugar cane and rum and all the things he can’t afford Scammin’ for every book he can get his hands on Plannin’ for the future see him now as he stands on The bow of a ship headed for a new land In New York you can be a new man

In New York you can Be a new man— (Just you wait!) In New York you can Be a new man— (Just you wait!) In New York you can be a new man— In New York— New York—

Just you wait!

Alexander Hamilton(Alexander Hamilton) We are waiting in the wings for you(Waiting in the wings for you) You could never back down You never learned to take your time!

Oh, Alexander Hamilton When America sings for you Will they know what you overcame? Will they know you rewrote the game? The world will never be the same, oh

The ship is in the harbor now See if you can spot him (Just you wait) Another immigrant Comin’ up from the bottom (Just you wait) His enemies destroyed his rep America forgot him

We fought with him

Me? I died for him

Me? I trusted him

Me? I loved him

And me? I’m the damn fool that shot him

There’s a million things I haven’t done But just you wait!

What’s your name, man? Alexander Hamilton! Keyboard: Benny Reiner/Kurt Crowley/Richard Hammond Drums: Andres Forero Vocals: Christopher Jackson/Daveed Diggs/Leslie Odom, Jr./Lin-Manuel Miranda/Okieriete Onaodowan/Original Broadway Cast of Hamilton/Phillipa Soo Harp: Laura Sherman Cello: Anja Wood Violin: Erin Benim Mayland Viola: Mario Gotoh Programming: Scott Wasserman Synthesizer: Randy Cohen Banjo: Robin Macatangay Bass: Richard Hammond Mastering Engineer: Tom Coyne Drum Programming: Randy Cohen Mixing Engineer: Tim Latham

Alexander Hamilton

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