The Runaway Cart

Look at that, look at that It's Monsieur Fauchelevant Don't approach, don't go near at the risk of your life He is caught by the wheel, oh the pitiful man Stay away, turn away, there is nothing to do, there is nothing to do Is there anyone here who will rescue the man? Who will help me to shoulder the weight of the cart? Don't go near him monsieur mayor, the load is as heavy as hell The old man's a gonner for sure, it'll kill you as well Monsieur le mayor I have no words You come from God, you are a saint Can this be true? I don't believe what I see A man your age to be as strong as you are A memory stirs You make me think of a man from years ago A man who broke his parole, he disappeared Forgive me sir, I would not dare Say what you must, don't leave it there I have only known one other who could do what you have done He's a convict from the chain gang, he's been 10 years on the run But he couldn't run forever we have found his hideaway And he's just been rearrested and he comes to court today Well of course he now denies it, you'd expect that of a con But he couldn't run forever, no not even Jean Valjean You say this man denies it all And shows no sign of understanding or repentance? You say this man is going to trial And he's sure to be returned to serve his sentence? Come to that, then you be sure that I am not your man I have known the thief for ages Tracked him down through thick and thin And to make the matter certain there's the brand upon his skin He will bend He will break This time there is no mistake