Top Songs By Original Broadway Cast of "Hamilton"
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Original Broadway Cast of "Hamilton"
Background Vocals
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Vocals
Taylor Williams
Programming
Alex Lacamoire
Conductor
Jeremy King
Programming
Robin Macatangay
Guitar
Jonathan Dinklage
First Violin
Richard Hammond
Bass Guitar
Anja Wood
Cello
Randy Cohen
Programming
Andres Forero
Drums
Laura Sherman
Harp
Benny Reiner
Keyboards
Kurt Crowley
Keyboards
Scott Wasserman
Programming
Nevin Steinberg
Sound Effects
Erin Mayland
Violin
Alysha Deslorieux
Vocals
Andrew Chappelle
Vocals
Austin Smith
Vocals
Betsy Struxness
Vocals
Carleigh Bettiol
Vocals
Emmy Raver–Lampman
Vocals
Javier Muñoz
Vocals
Morgan Marcell
Vocals
Neil Haskell
Vocals
Seth Stewart
Vocals
Stephanie Klemons
Vocals
Voltaire Wade-Green
Vocals
Anthony Ramos
Vocals
Ariana DeBose
Vocals
Christopher Jackson
Vocals
Daveed Diggs
Vocals
Ephraim Sykes
Vocals
Jasmine Cephas Jones
Vocals
Jon Rua
Vocals
Jonatha Grogg
Vocals
Leslie Odom
Vocals
Okieriete Onaodowan
Vocals
Phillipa Soo
Vocals
Renee Goldsberry
Vocals
Sasha Hutchings
Vocals
Sydney James Harcourt
Vocals
Thayne Jasperson
Vocals
Mario Gotoh
Viola
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Composer
Alex Lacamoire
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Producer
Alex Lacamoire
Producer
Ebonie Smith
Assistant Engineer
Ron Robinson Jr.
Assistant Engineer
Tyler Hartman
Assistant Engineer
Bill Sherman
Producer
Craig Kallman
Associate Producer
Riggs Morales
Associate Producer
Sean Patrick Flahaven
Associate Producer
Thomas Kail
Associate Producer
Derik Lee
Recording Engineer
Ahmir Thompson
Producer
Tariq Trotter
Producer
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Tim Latham
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
The battle of Yorktown, 1781
Monsieur Hamilton
Monsieur Lafayette
In command where you belong
How you say, no sweat
Finally on the field, we've had quite a run
Immigrants, we get the job done
So what happens if we win?
I go back to France
I bring freedom to my people
If I'm given the chance
We'll be with you when you do
Go lead your men
I see you on the other side
'Til we meet again, let's go!
I am not throwin' away my shot!
I am not throwin' away my shot!
Hey yo, I'm just like my country
I'm young scrappy and hungry
And I'm not throwin' away my shot!
I am not throwin' away my shot!
'Til the world turns upside down
'Til the world turns upside down!
I imagine death so much, it feels more like a memory
This is where it gets me, on my feet the enemy ahead of me
If this is the end of me, at least I have a friend with me
Weapon in my hand, a command, and my men with me
Then I remember my Eliza's expecting me
Not only that, my Eliza's expecting
We gotta go, gotta get the job done
Gotta start a new nation, gotta meet my son!
Take the bullets out your gun! (What?)
The bullets out your gun! (What?)
We move undercover and we move as one
Through the night, we have one shot to live
Another day
We cannot let a stray gunshot give us away
We will fight up close, seize the moment and stay in it
It's either that or meet the business end of a bayonet
The code word is "Rochambeau", dig me? (Rochambeau!)
You have your orders now, go, man, go!
And so the American experiment begins
With my friends all scattered to the winds
Laurens is in South Carolina, redefining bravery
We'll never be free until we end slavery!
When we finally drive the British away
Lafayette is there waiting in Chesapeake Bay!
How did we know that this plan would work?
We had a spy on the inside, that's right
Hercules Mulligan!
A tailor spyin' on the British government!
I take their measurements, information and then I smuggle it! (Up)
To my brother's revolutionary covenant
I'm runnin' with the Sons of Liberty and I am lovin' it!
See, that's what happens when you up against the ruffians
We in the shit now, somebody gotta shovel it!
Hercules Mulligan, I need no introduction
When you knock me down I get the fuck back up again!
Left! Right! Hold!
Go!
What! What! What!
After a week of fighting, a young man in a red coat stands on a parapet
We lower our guns as he frantically waves a white handkerchief
And just like that, it's over, we tend to our wounded, we count our dead
Black and white soldiers wonder alike if this really means freedom
Not yet
We negotiate the terms of surrender
I see George Washington smile
We escort their men out of Yorktown
They stagger home single file
Tens of thousands of people flood the streets
There are screams and church bells ringing
And as our fallen foes retreat
I hear the drinking song they're singing
The world turned upside down
The world turned upside down
The world turned upside down
The world turned upside down
Down, down, down, down
Freedom for America, freedom for France!
Down, down, down
Gotta start a new nation, gotta meet my son
Down, down, down
We won!
We won!
We won!
We won!
The world turned upside down!
Writer(s): Lin-manuel Miranda
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