作曲 : 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 is 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 sitting 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 nothing but ruined pride,something new inside
A voice saying
''Alex you gotta fend for yourself''
He started retreating and reading every treatise on the shelf
There would have been nothing left to do for someone less astute
He would've been dead or destitute
Without a cent of restitution
Started working, clerking for his late mother's landlord
Trading sugarcane and rum and all the things he can't afford
Scamming for every book he can get his hands on
Planning 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
In New York you can be a new man
In New York you can be a new man
In New York, just you wait!
Alexander Hamilton
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
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
The ship is in the harbor now
See if you can spot him
Another immigrant
Coming up from the bottom
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 is a million things that I haven't done
But just you wait!
What's your name, man?
Alexander Hamilton!
作曲 : 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 is 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 sitting 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 nothing but ruined pride,something new inside
A voice saying
''Alex you gotta fend for yourself''
He started retreating and reading every treatise on the shelf
There would have been nothing left to do for someone less astute
He would've been dead or destitute
Without a cent of restitution
Started working, clerking for his late mother's landlord
Trading sugarcane and rum and all the things he can't afford
Scamming for every book he can get his hands on
Planning 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
In New York you can be a new man
In New York you can be a new man
In New York, just you wait!
Alexander Hamilton
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
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
The ship is in the harbor now
See if you can spot him
Another immigrant
Coming up from the bottom
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 is a million things that I haven't done
But just you wait!
What's your name, man?
Alexander Hamilton!