The Hamilton Polka lyrics

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 the

trading charter

Alexander Hamilton

My name is Alexander Hamilton

And there's a million things I haven't done

But just you wait, just you wait

Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait for it

I am the one thing in life I can control

Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it, wait for it

I am inimitable, I am an original

And if there's a reason I'm still alive

When so many have died

Then I'm willin' to

I'm willing to work, work

Angelica

Work, work

Eliza and Peggy

Look around, at how lucky we are to be alive right now

History is happening in Manhattan

And we just happen to be

In the greatest city

In the greatest city in the world

The world turned upside down

The world turned upside down

The world turned upside down

The world turned upside down

Down, down, down, down, hey

And you'll blow us all away

Oceans rise, empires fall

We have seen each other through it all

And when push comes to shove

I will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love

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Da da dat dat da da ya da

No one else was in the room where it happened

The room where it happened

The room where it happened

No one else was in the room where it happened

The room where it happened

The room where it happened

No one really knows how the game is played

The art of the trade

How the sausage gets made

We just assume that it happens

But no one else is in the room where it happens

We are outgunned (what?)

Outmanned (what?)

Outnumbered, outplanned

We gotta make an all-out stand

Ayo, I'm gonna need a right-hand man

Hamilton

Sir, he knows what to do in a trench

Ingenuitive and fluent in French, I mean

Hamilton

Sir, you're gonna have to use him eventually

What's he gonna do on the bench? I mean

Hamilton

No one has more resilience

Or matches my practical tactical brilliance

Hamilton

You wanna fight for your land back?

Hamilton

I need my right-hand man back

Uh, get ya right-hand man back

You know you gotta get ya right-hand man back

I mean you gotta put some thought into the letter

but the sooner the better

To get your right-hand man back

It must be nice, it must be nice

To have Washington on your side

It must be nice, it must be nice

To have Washington on your side

Look back at the Bill of Rights (which I wrote)

The ink hasn't dried

It must be nice, it must be nice

To have Washington on your side

Somebody has to stand up for the South

Somebody has to stand up to his mouth

If there's a fire you're trying to douse

You can't put it out from inside the house

I'm in the cabinet, I am complicit in

Watching him grabbin' at power and kiss it

If Washington isn't gon' listen

To disciplined dissidents, this is the difference:

This kid is out

In New York you can be a new man

How do you write like you're running out of time?

Write day and night like you're running out of time?

Every day you fight like you're running out of time

Like you're running out of time

Are you running out of time?

Let me tell you what I wish I'd known

When I was young and dreamed of glory

You have no control

Who lives, who dies, who tells your story

I know that we can win

I know that greatness lies in you

But remember from here on in

History has its eyes on you

And I am not throwing away my shot

I am not throwing away my shot

Hey yo, I'm just like my country

I'm young, scrappy and hungry

And I'm not throwing away my shot

We gonna rise up, time to take a shot

(not throwing away my shot)

We gonna rise up, time to take a shot

(not throwing away my shot)

We're gonna rise up, rise up

(it's time to take a shot)

Rise up, rise up

And I am not throwing away my

Not throwing away my shot

There's a million things I haven't done

But just you wait (just wait)

What's your name, man?

Alexander (Hamilton)

Alexander (Hamilton)

Alexander (Hamilton)

Alexander (hey)