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Hey hey hey hey.
(F)Ooh,
I do, I do, I do, I (Bbsus2)dooo!
Hey!
(F)Ooh,
I do, I do, I do, I dooo!
Boy, you got me (F)help less!
(Bbsus2)Look in to your eyes, and the sky’s the lim it I’m (F)help less!
(Bbsus2)Down for the count, and I’m drown in’ in ’em.
(F)I have nev er been the type to try and grab the spot light.
(Bbsus2)We were at a rev el with some reb els on a hot night, (F)laugh in’ at my sis ter as she’s daz zl ing the room, then (Bbsus2)you walked in and my heart went “boom”!
(F)Tryin’ to catch your eye from the side of the ball room, (Bbsus2)ev ’ry bod y’s danc in’ and the band’s top vol ume, (F)Grind to the rhy thm as we wine and dine.
Grab my (Bbsus2)sis ter, and whis per, “Yo, this one’s mine.”
My sis ter made her way a cross the room to (F)you and I get ner vous, think ing, “What’s she gon na (Bbsus2)do?” She grabs you by the arm, I’m think in’, “I’m (C)through.” Then you look back at me and sud den ly I’m (F)help less!
Oh, look at those eyes.
Oh!
Yeah, I’m (F)help less!
(Bbsus2)Down for the count, and I’m drown in’ in ’em.
(F)Help less!
I am so in to you.
(Bbsus2)Look in to your eyes, and the sky’s the lim it I’m (F)help less!
I know I’m (Bbsus2)down for the count, and I’m drown in’ in ’em.
(F)One week lat er, I’m writ in’ a let ter night ly.
(Bbsus2)Now my life gets bet ter, ev ’ry let ter that you write me.
(F)Laugh in’ at my sis ter, ’cause she wants to form a har em.
(CN.C.)I’m just say in’, if you real ly loved me, you would share him.
Ha!
(F)Two weeks lat er, in the liv ing room, stress in’, my (Bbsus2)fa ther’s stone faced while you’re ask ing for his bless in’.
I’m (F)dy ing in side, as you wine and dine and I’m (Bbsus2)tryin’ not to cry, ’cause there’s noth ing that your mind can’t (Dm7)do.
My fa ther makes his way a cross the room to (F)you.
I pan ic for a sec ond, think ing, “We’re (Bbsus2)through.” But then he shakes your hand and says, “Be (Csus)true.” And you turn back to me, smil ing, and I...
(F)Help less!
(Bbsus2)Look in to your eyes, and the sky’s the lim it I’m (F)help less!
(Bbsus2)Down for the count, and I’m drown in’ in ’em.
(F)Help less!
(Bbsus2)Look in to your eyes, and the sky’s the lim it I’m (F)help less!
(Bbsus2)Down for the count, and I’m drown in’ in ’em.
(Bbsus2)Down for the count, and I’m drown in’ in ’em.
E (CN.C.)li za, I don’t have a dol lar to my name, an a cre of land, a troop to com mand, a dol lop of fame.
All I have’s my hon or, a tol er ance for pain, a cou ple of col lege cred its and my top notch brain.
In sane, your fam i ly brings out a dif f’rent side of me, Peg gy con fides in me, An gel i ca tried to take a bite of me, no stress, my love for you is nev er in doubt.
We’ll get a lit tle place in Har lem and we’ll fig ure it out.
I’ve been liv (Dm7)in’ with out a fam i ly since I was a child.
My fa ther (F)left, my moth er died, I grew up buck wild.
But I’ll nev er for get my moth er’s face, that was real, and long as (C7)I’m a live, E li za, swear to God, you’ll nev er feel so...
(F)help less!
I do, I do, I do, I dooo!
(F)Help less!
(Bbsus2)Down for the count, and I’m drown in’ in ’em.
My (F)life is gon’ be fine ’cause E li za’s in it.
I (Bbsus2)look in to your eyes, and the sky’s the lim it I’m (F)help less!
(Bbsus2)Down for the count, and I’m drown in’ in ’em.
In (Dm)New York, you can be a new man, in (Bbsus2)New York, you can be a new man, in (Bb)New York, you can (Eb)be a new
(F)man.
Help less.
This page shows “Helpless (From 'Hamilton')” by Lin-Manuel Miranda in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of Bb at 68 BPM, a comfortable easy-level arrangement perfect for first-time learners.