[ Предположительная тональность: Ab ] N.C. [Company]:One, two, three, four, five Six, seven, eight, nine... [Burr] :There are ten things you need to know... Fm [Company]:Number one! Cm/G [Burr] :We rowed across the Hudson at dawn Fm/Ab Bbm My friend William. P Van Ness signed on as my- Fm [Company]:Number two! Cm/G [Burr] :I watched Hamilton arrive with his crew Fm/Ab Bbm Nathaniel Pendleton and a doctor that he knew Fm [Company]:Number three! Cm/G [Burr] :I watched Hamilton examine the terrain Fm/Ab Bbm I wish I could tell you what was happening in his brain Fm Cm/G This man has poisoned my political pursuits Fm Cm/G Fm/Ab Bbm [Company]:Most disputes die and no one shoots! Fm Number four! Cm/G [Burr] :Hamilton drew first position Fm/Ab Bbm Looking to the world like a man on a mission Fm Cm/G This is a soldier with a marksman's ability Fm/Ab Bbm The doctor turned around so he could have deniability Fm [Company]:Five! Cm/G [Burr] :Now I didn't know this at the time but we were- Fm/Ab Bbm [Burr & :Near the same spot your son died is that why- Hamilton] Fm [Company]:Six! Cm/G [Burr] :He examined his gun with such rigor Fm/Ab Bbm I watched as he methodically fiddled with the trigger Fm [Company]:Seven! Cm/G [Burr] :Confession time! Here's what I got Fm/Ab Bbm My fellow soldiers will tell you I'm a terrible shot Fm [Company]:Number eight! Cm/G [Burr & :Your last chance to negotiate Hamilton] Fm/Ab Bbm Send in your seconds, see if they can set the record straight N.C. [Burr] :They won't teach you this in your classes But look it up Hamilton was wearing his glasses Why? If not to take deadly aim It's him or me, the world will never be the same I had only one thought before the slaughter This man will not make an orphan of my daughter Fm [Company]:Number nine! Cm/G [Burr] :Look him in the eye, aim no higher Fm/Ab Bbm Summon all the courage you require Then count- N.C. [Company]:One, two, three, four, five Six, seven, eight, nine- Number ten! Paces! FIRE! N.C. [Hamilton]:I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory Is this where it gets me? On my feet, several feet ahead of me I see it coming do I run or fire my gun or let it be? There is no beat, no melody Burr, my first friend, my enemy Maybe the last face I ever see If I throw away my shot is this how you'll remember me? What if this bullet is my legacy? Legacy?!?! What is a legacy? It's planting seeds in a garden you never get to see I wrote some notes at the beginning of a song a someone will sing for me America, you great unfinished symphony, you sent for me You let me make a difference A place where even orphaned immigrants can leave their fingerprints And rise up I'm running out of time, I'm running and my time's up Wise up! Eyes up! I catch a glimpse of the other side Laurens leads a soldiers chorus on the other side My son is on the other side He's with my mother on the other side Washington is watching from the other side Teach me how to say goodbye, rise up, rise up Rise up, Eliza! My love take your time, I'll see you on the other side Rise a glass to freedom...
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