Letra da Música Blow Us All Away Hamilton: An American Musical

Meet the latest graduate of King’s College!
I prob’ly shouldn’t brag, but, dag, I amaze and astonish!
The scholars say I got
The same virtuosity and brains as my pops!
The ladies say my brain’s
Not where the resemblance stops!
I’m only nineteen but my mind is older
Gotta be my own man, like my father, but bolder
I shoulder his legacy with pride
I used to hear him say
That someday
I wouldBlow us all awayLadies, I’m lookin for a Mr. George Eacker
Made a speech last week, our Fourth of July speaker
He disparaged my father’s legacy in front of a crowd
I can’t have that, I’m making my father proudI saw him just up Broadway a couple of blocks
He was goin’ to see a playWell, I’ll go visit his boxGod, you’re a foxAnd y’all look pretty good in ya’ frocks
How ‘bout when I get back
We all strip down to our socks?Ok!Blow us all away!George!ShhGeorge!Shh! I’m tryin’ to watch the show!Ya’ shoulda watched your mouth before you
Talked about my father though!I didn’t say anything that wasn’t true
Your father’s a scoundrel, and so, it seems, are youOooh!It’s like that?Yeah, I don’t fool around
I’m not your little schoolboy friendsSee you on the dueling ground
That is, unless you wanna step outside and go nowI know where to find you, piss off
I’m watchin’ this show nowPops, if you had only heard the shit he said about you
I doubt you would have let it slide and I was not about toSlow downI came to ask you for advice
This is my very first duel
They don’t exactly cover this subject in boarding schoolDid your friends attempt to negotiate a peace?He refused to apologize
We had to let the peace talks ceaseWhere is this happening?Across the river, in JerseyEverything is legal in New JerseyAlright, so this is what you’re gonna do
Stand there like a man until Eacker is in front of you
When the time comes, fire your weapon in the air
This will put an end to the whole affairBut what if he decides to shoot? Then I’m a gonerNo, he’ll follow suit if he’s truly a man of honor
To take someone’s life, that is something you can’t shake
Philip, your mother can’t take another heartbreakFatherPromise me. You don’t want this
Young man’s blood on your conscienceOkay, I promiseCome back home when you’re done
Take my guns. Be smart. Make me proud, sonMy name is Philip
I am a poet
I’m a little nervous, but I can’t show it
I’m sorry, I’m a Hamilton with pride
You talk about my father, I cannot let it slide
Mister Eacker! How was the rest of your show?I’d rather skip the pleasantries
Let’s go
Grab your pistolConfer with your men
The duel will commence after we count to tenCount to ten!Look ‘em in the eye, aim no higher
Summon all the courage you require
Then slowly and clearly aim your gun towards the skyOne two three fourFive six seven

Composição: Lin-Manuel Miranda.