An example of how one might arrange one of my mashups.
Some notes on this one:
| Chords | Part 1 | Part 2 |
|---|---|---|
| Bm, F# | I’ma get a scholarship to King’s College; I probably shouldn’t brag, but dang, I amaze and astonish | |
| D, Em, F# | The problem is I got a lot of brains but no polish; I gotta holler just to be heard, with every word, I drop knowledge | |
| Bm, F# | I’m a diamond in the rough, a shiny piece of coal; tryna reach my goal my power of speech, unimpeachable | |
| D, Em, F# | Only nineteen but my mind is older; these New York City streets get colder, I shoulder | |
| Bm, F# | Every burden, every disadvantage, I have learned to manage; I don’t have a gun to brandish, I walk these streets famished | |
| D, Em, F# | The plan is to fan this spark into a flame; but damn, it’s getting dark, so let me spell out my name | |
| Bm, F# | I am the A-L-E-X-A-N-D; E-R we are meant to be | |
| D, Em, F# | A colony that runs independently; meanwhile, Britain keeps shittin’ on us endlessly | |
| Bm, F# | Essentially, they tax us relentlessly; then King George turns around, runs a spendin’ spree | |
| D, Em, F# | He ain’t ever gonna set his descendants free; so there will be a revolution in this century | |
| Bm, F# | Enter me (he says in parentheses); don’t be shocked when your history book mentions me | |
| D, Em, F# | I will lay down my life if it sets us free; eventually, you’ll see my ascendancy | |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | |
| Bm, F# | (All join in) whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | Oh baby, baby, how was I supposed to know |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | That somethin’ wasn’t right here? |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | Oh, baby, baby, I shouldn’t have let you go |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | And now you’re out of sight, yeah |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | Show me how you want it to be |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | Tell me, baby, ‘cause I need to know now, oh, because |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | My loneliness is killin’ me (And I) |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | I must confess, I still believe (Still believe) |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | When I’m not with you, I lose my mind |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | Give me a sign, hit me, baby, one more time |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore and a scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | Spot in the Caribbean by providence, impoverished, in squalor, grow up to be a hero and a scholar? |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | The ten-dollar Founding Father without a father, got a lot farther by working a lot harder |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | By being a lot smarter, by being a self-starter, by fourteen, they placed him in charge of a trading charter |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | And every day while slaves were being slaughtered and carted away across the waves, he struggled and kept his guard up |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | Inside, he was longing for something to be a part of, the brother was ready to beg, steal, borrow, or barter |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | Then a hurricane came, and devastation reigned, our man saw his future drip, dripping down the drain |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | Put a pencil to his temple, connected it to his brain, and he wrote his first refrain, a testament to his pain |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | Well, the word got around, they said, “This kid is insane, man,” took up a collection just to send him to the mainland |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | “Get your education, don’t forget from whence you came, and the world’s gonna know your name. What’s your name, man?” |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | Alexander Hamilton, my name is Alexander Hamilton |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | And there’s a million things I haven’t done, but just you wait, just you wait… |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | Oh, baby, baby, the reason I breathe is you |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | Boy, you got me blinded |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | Oh, pretty baby, there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | It’s not the way I planned it |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | Show me how you want it to be |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | Tell me, baby, ‘cause I need to know now, oh, because |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | My loneliness is killin’ me (And I) |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | I must confess, I still believe (Still believe) |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | When I’m not with you, I lose my mind |
| D, Em, F# | Whoooaaa, whoooaaa | Give me a sign, hit me, baby, one more time |
| Bm, F# | Whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | |
| D, Em, F# | (Slowing) whoooaaa, whoooaaa | |
| Bm, F# | (Slow) whoa, whoa, whoooaaa | |
| D, Em, F# | (Slow) whoooaaa, whoooaaa |