text: 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
  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, dont forget from whence you came, and
  The worlds gonna know your name, whats your name, man
  Alexander Hamilton 
  We are waiting in the wings for you 
  You could never back down
  You never learned to take your time
  Oh, Alexander Hamilton 
  America sings for you
  Will they know what you overcame?
  Will they know you rewrote the game?
  The world will never be the same, Alexander
  Youll be back
  Soon youll see
  Youll remember you belong to me
  Youll be back
  Time will tell
  Youll remember that I served you well
  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
  Da dada da da
  Da dadada dayada
  Dada da da dayada
  Da dada da da
  Da dadada dayada
  Dada da da da
  I am not throwing away my shot
  I am not throwing away my shot
  Hey yo, Im just like my country
  Im young, scrappy, and hungry
  And Im not throwing away my shot
  Ima get scholarship to Kings College
  I probably shouldnt brag, but dag, I amaze and astonish
  The problem is I got a lot of brains, but no polish
  I gotta holler just to be heard
  With every word, I drop knowledge
  I know the action in the street is excitin
  But Jesus, between all the bleedin and fightin
  Ive been readin and writin
  We need to handle our financial situation
  Are we a nation of states, whats the state of our nation
  Im past patiently waitin! Im passionately smashin every expectation
  Every actions an act of creation
  Im laughin in the face of casualties and sorrow
  For the first time, Im thinkin past tomorrow
  And I am not throwin away my shot
  I am not throwin away my shot
  Hey, yo, Im just like my country
  Im young, scrappy, and hungry
  And Im not throwin away my shot
  I am not throwin away my shot
  I am not throwin away my shot
  Time to take a shot
  Take a shot
  And I am not throwing away my
  Not throwing away my shot
  You will come of age with our young nation
  Well bleed and fight for you
  Well make it right for you
  If we lay a strong enough foundation
  Well pass it on to you
  Well give the world to you and youll blow us all away
  Someday, someday
  Yeah youll blow us all away
  I wanna be in
  The room where it happens
  The room where it happens
  The room where it happens
  I wanna be in
  The room where it happens
  The room where it happens
  The room where it happens
  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
  I saved every letter you wrote me
  From the moment I read them
  I knew you were mine
  You said you were mine
  I thought you were mine
  Oh, I cant wait to see you again
  Its only a matter of
  Time
  Will they tell your story
  Time
  Who lives, who dies, who tells your story
  Time
  Will they tell your story
  Time
  Who lives, who dies, who tells your story