Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Right Hand Man , by - Lin-Manuel Miranda. Song from the album Hamilton, in the genre МюзиклыRight Hand Man |
| British Admiral Howe’s got troops on the water |
| Thirty-two thousand troops in New York harbor |
| Thirty-two thousand troops in New York harbor |
| When they surround our troops! |
| They surround our troops! |
| When they surround our troops! |
| Thirty-two thousand troops in New York harbor |
| They surround our troops! |
| They surround our troops! |
| As a kid in the Caribbean I wished for a war |
| I knew that I was poor |
| I knew it was the only way to— |
| Rise up! |
| If they tell my story |
| I am either gonna die on the battlefield in glory or— |
| Rise up! |
| I will fight for this land |
| But there’s only one man |
| Who can give us a command so we can— |
| Rise up! |
| Understand? |
| It’s the only way to— |
| Rise up! |
| Rise up! |
| Here he comes! |
| Here comes the General! |
| Ladies and gentlemen! |
| Here comes the General! |
| The moment you’ve been waiting for! |
| Here comes the General! |
| The pride of Mount Vernon! |
| Here comes the General! |
| George Washington! |
| We are outgunned |
| Outmanned |
| Outnumbered |
| Outplanned |
| We gotta make an all out stand |
| Ayo, I’m gonna need a right-hand man. |
| What? |
| What? |
| Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck! |
| Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck! |
| Check it— |
| Can I be real a second? |
| For just a millisecond? |
| Let down my guard and tell the people how I feel a second? |
| Now I’m the model of a modern major general |
| The venerated Virginian veteran whose men are all |
| Lining up, to put me up on a pedestal |
| Writin’ letters to relatives |
| Embellishin’ my elegance and eloquence |
| But the elephant is in the room |
| The truth is in ya face when ya hear the British cannons go… |
| Boom! |
| Any hope of success is fleeting |
| How can I keep leading when the people I’m |
| Leading keep retreating? |
| We put a stop to the bleeding as the British take Brooklyn |
| Knight takes rook, but look |
| We are outgunned |
| Outmanned |
| Outnumbered |
| Outplanned |
| We gotta make an all out stand |
| Ayo, I’m gonna need a right-hand man |
| Incoming! |
| What? |
| What? |
| Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck! |
| Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck! |
| They’re battering down the Battery check the damages |
| Rah! |
| We gotta stop ‘em and rob ‘em of their advantages |
| Rah! |
| Let’s take a stand with the stamina God has granted us |
| Hamilton won’t abandon ship |
| Yo, let’s steal their cannons— |
| Shh-boom! |
| Boom! |
| Goes the cannon, watch the blood and the shit spray and… |
| Boom! |
| Goes the cannon, we’re abandonin’ Kips Bay and… |
| Boom! |
| There’s another ship and… |
| Boom! |
| We just lost the southern tip and… |
| Boom! |
| We gotta run to Harlem quick, we can’t afford another slip |
| Guns and horses giddyup |
| I decide to divvy up |
| My forces, they’re skittish as the British cut the city up |
| This close to giving up, facing mad scrutiny |
| I scream in the face of this mass mutiny: |
| Are these the men with which I am to defend America? |
| We ride at midnight, Manhattan in the distance |
| I cannot be everywhere at once, people |
| I’m in dire need of assistance… |
| Your excellency, sir! |
| Who are you? |
| Aaron Burr, Sir? |
| Permission to state my case? |
| As you were |
| Sir |
| I was a captain under General Montgomery |
| Until he caught a bullet in the neck in Quebec |
| And well, in summary |
| I think that I could be of some assistance |
| I admire how you keep firing on the British |
| From a distance |
| Huh |
| I have some questions, a couple of suggestions on how to fight instead of fleeing west |
| Yes? |
| Well— |
| Your excellency, you wanted to see me? |
| Hamilton, come in, have you met Burr? |
| Yes, sir |
| We keep meeting |
| As I was saying, sir, I look forward to seeing your strategy play out |
| Burr? |
| Sir? |
| Close the door on your way out |
| Have I done something wrong, sir? |
| On the contrary |
| I called you here because our odds are beyond scary |
| Your reputation precedes you, but I have to laugh |
| Sir? |
| Hamilton, how come no one can get you on their staff? |
| Sir! |
| Don’t get me wrong, you’re a young man, of great renown |
| I know you stole British cannons when we were still downtown |
| Nathaniel Green and Henry Knox wanted to hire you… |
| To be their Secretary? |
| I don’t think so |
| Why’re you upset? |
| I’m not— |
| It’s alright, you want to fight, you’ve got a hunger |
| I was just like you when I was younger |
| Head full of fantasies of dyin’ like a martyr? |
| Yes |
| Dying is easy, young man. |
| Living is harder |
| Why are you telling me this? |
| I’m being honest |
| I’m working with a third of what our Congress has promised |
| We are a powder keg about to explode |
| I need someone like you to lighten the load. |
| So? |
| I am not throwin’ away my shot! |
| I am not throwin’ away my shot! |
| Ayo, I’m just like my country, I’m young |
| Scrappy and hungry! |
| I am not throwing away my shot! |
| Son |
| We are outgunned, outmanned! |
| You need all the help you can get |
| I have some friends. |
| Laurens, Mulligan |
| Marquis de Lafayette, okay, what else? |
| Outnumbered, outplanned! |
| We’ll need some spies on the inside |
| Some King’s men who might let some things slide |
| I’ll write to Congress and tell ‘em we need supplies, you rally the guys, master the element of surprise |
| I’ll rise above my station, organize your information, ‘til we rise to the occasion of our new nation. |
| Sir! |
| Here comes the General! |
| Rise up! |
| Rise up! |
| Here comes the General! |
| Rise up! |
| Boom! |
| Chicka-boom! |
| Here comes the General! |
| Rise up! |
| Rise up! |
| Whoa, whoa, whoa... |
| Whoa, whoa, whoa... |
| Whoa, whoa, whoa… |
| What? |
| What? |
| Here comes the General! |
| What? |
| And his right hand man! |
| Boom! |
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Lin-Manuel Miranda
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Leslie Odom, Jr.
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Original Broadway Cast of Hamilton