70th Annual Tony Awards ‘Hamilton’
Good evening Seven years ago a young man came to a poetry jam that Michelle and I held at the White House He took the mic and said that he was gonna perform a song from something he was working on About the life of somebody who embodies hip-hop America’s First Treasury Secretary I confess we all laughed, but who’s laughing now? Seven years later, Hamilton has become not only a smash hit, but a civics lesson our kids can’t get enough of One with fierce youthful energy, one where rap is the language of revolution and hip-hop, its urgent soundtrack It’s a musical about the miracle that is America, a place of citizenship Where we debate ideas with passion and conviction, a place of inclusiveness where we value our boisterous diversity as a great gift A place of opportunity where, no matter how humble our origins, we can make it if we try That’s the story of America, an experiment that is not yet finished, a project that belongs to all of us America is what we the people make of it as long as we stay just like our country–young, scrappy, and hungry That’s the story of Hamilton, and you get to see it coming up Ladies and gentlemen: rapper, actor, and Academy Award-winning composer, Common In every art form there are game changers Artists whose unique voice and vision have a significant impact on the way we think and create The next nominee for best musical not only changed the game for theatres here in New York It’s become a cultural phenomenon Lin-Manuel Miranda’s ingenious rhymes and contemporary beats Have inspired young and old to come to Broadway Simply put, it is one of the greatest pieces of art ever made Nominated for a record 16 Tony Awards tonight Give it up for the company of Hamilton Let me tell you what I wish I’d known when I was young and dreamed of glory You have no control–who lives, who dies, who tells your story I know that we can win, I know that greatness lies in you But remember from here on in, history has its eyes on you History has its eyes on you The Battle of Yorktown 1781 -Monsieur Hamilton
-Monsieur Lafayette -In command where you belong
-How do you say “no sweat”? We’re 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’ll see you on the other side
-‘Til we meet again I am not throwing away my shot
I am not throwing away my shot Hey, I’m just like my country–young, scrappy, and hungry And I’m not throwing away my shot
I am not throwing 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. Is this 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 Repping with my hands and commanding my men with me Now I remember Eliza’s expecting me,
Not only that my Eliza’s expecting So 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 can not 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 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 draw 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 spying on the British government; I take their measurements, information, and then I smuggle it Tell my mother’s Revolutionary company I am running with the Sons of Liberty and I am loving it That’s what happens when you up against the ruffians We’re in the s*** now, somebody’s gotta shovel it Hercules Mulligan,
I need no introduction When you knock me down,
I get the f*** back up again 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 the 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