Alright, alrightThat’s what I’m talkin’ aboutNow everyone give it up for the maid of honorAngelica SchuylerA toast to the groom (to the groom, to the groom, to the groom)To t...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Lin-Manuel Miranda
(Stay alive)(Stay alive) where’s my son?Mr. Hamilton, come in, they brought him in a half an hour ago, he lost a lot of blood on the way over(Stay alive) is he alive?Yes, but you...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Lin-Manuel Miranda
How does a ragtag volunteer army in need of a showerSomehow defeat a global superpower?How do we emerge victorious from the quagmire?Leave the battlefield waving Betsy Ross' flag h...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Christopher Jackson
British Admiral Howe’s got troops on the waterThirty-two thousand troops in New York harborThirty-two thousand troops in New York harborWhen they surround our troopsThey surround...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Christopher Jackson
In the eye of a hurricaneThere is quietFor just a momentA yellow skyWhen I was seventeen a hurricaneDestroyed my townI didn’t drownI couldn’t seem to dieI wrote my way outWrote...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Lin-Manuel Miranda
You sayThe price of my love's not a price that you're willing to payYou cryIn your tea which you hurl in the sea when you see me go byWhy so sad?Remember we made an arrangement whe...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Lin-Manuel Miranda
She was found and pronounced... at the sceneShe was already lying in bedThe paramedics saidThat her heart gave outI mean, that's basically what they saidThey said a combination of ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Lin-Manuel Miranda
So they're cheering for me nowIn the streets, hear them cheering for me nowRight up Broadway, they're cheering for me nowAnd one day, all the enemies I've made Might hold their own...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Lin-Manuel Miranda
(Stay alive)(Stay alive) where’s my son?Mr. Hamilton, come in, they brought him in a half an hour agoHe lost a lot of blood on the way over (Stay alive) is he alive?Yes, but you ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Lin-Manuel Miranda
How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore And a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spotIn the Caribbean by providence impoverishedIn squalor, grow up to be a hero and ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Christopher Jackson