| The Battle of Yorktown.
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| Seventeen Eighty-one.
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| Monsieur Hamilton.
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| Monsieur Lafayette.
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| In command where you belong.
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| Are you saying, 'No Sweat''
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| We're finally on the field,
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| We've had quite a run.
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| Immigrants'
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| We get the job done!
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| So what happens if we win'
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| I go back to France.
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| I bring freedom to me people,
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| If I'm given the chance.
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| We'll be with you when you do.
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| Go lead your men.
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| I'll see you on the other side.
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| 'Till we meet again.
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| I am not throwing away my shot!
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| I am not throwing away my shot!
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| Yo, I'm just like my country,
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| I'm young, scrappy, and hungry,
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| And I am not throwing away my shot!
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| I am not throwing away my shot!
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| ('Till the world turns upside down.)
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| 'Till the world turns upside down'
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| I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory.
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| This is where it gets me,
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| On my feet, the enemy ahead of me.
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| If this is the end of me,
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| At least I have a friend with me.
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| Weapon in my head,
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| In command of my men with me.
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| Then I remember my Eliza's expecting me,
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| Not only that, my Eliza's expecting.
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| You gotta go,
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| Gotta get the job done,
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| Gotta start a new nation,
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| Gotta meet my son.
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| Get yo bullets out yo guns,
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| Get yo bullets out yo guns.
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| We move under cover,
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| And we move as one.
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| Through the night we have one shot to live another day.
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| We can not let a stray gunshot give us away.
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| We will fight up close,
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| Seize the moment and stay in it.
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| It's either that or meet the business end of a bayonet.
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| The code word is, 'Ro-Sham-Bo.'
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| Dig me'
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| Ro-Sham-Bo!
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| You have your orders now,
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| Go man, go!
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| And so the American experiment begins,
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| With my friends all scattered to the winds,
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| Laurens is South Carolina,
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| Redefining bravery.
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| We'll never be free until we end slavery.
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| When we finally drive the British away,
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| Lafayette is there waiting,
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| In Chesapeake Bay.
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| How did we know that this plan would work'
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| We had a spy on the inside,
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| That's right:
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| Hercules Mulligan!
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| Tell I'm spying on the British Government,
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| I take the measurement information and then I smuggle it,
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| To my brothers, revolutionary coming in,
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| I'm running with the sons of liberty and I am loving it!
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| See that's what happens when you're up against the ruffians.
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| We in the s*** now,
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| Somebody gotta shovel it.
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| Hercules Mulligan,
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| I need no introduction,
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| When you knock me down,
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| I get the f*** back up again!
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| After a week of fighting,
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| A young man in a red coat stands on a parapet.
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| We lower our guns as he frantically waves a white handkerchief.
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| And just like that it's over,
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| We tend to our wounded,
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| We count our dead.
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| Black and White soldiers wonder alike if this really means freedom.
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| Not yet.
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| We negotiate the terms of surrender.
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| I see George Washington smile.
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| We escort their men out of Yorktown.
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| They stagger home, single file.
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| Tens of thousands of people flood the streets,
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| There are screams and church bells ringing.
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| And as our fallen foes retreat,
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| I hear the drinking song they're singing.
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| The world turned upside down.
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| The world turned upside down.
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| The world turned upside down.
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| The world turned upside down, down...
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| Down, down, down!
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| Freedom for America,
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| Freedom for France!
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| Down, down, down!
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| Gotta start a new nation,
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| Gotta meet my son!
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| Down, down, down!
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| We won!
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| We won!
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| We won!
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| We won!
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| The world turned upside...
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| Down! |