These pages contain only the words to Les Miserables; there are a bunch of stage directions I forgot (maybe I'll add them later).
CHORUS
CONVICT 1
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CONVICT 2
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CONVICT 3
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CONVICT 4
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CONVICT 5
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JAVERT
VALJEAN
JAVERT
VALJEAN
JAVERT
VALJEAN
JAVERT
You will starve again
VAJEAN
JAVERT
VAJEAN
JAVERT
CHORUS
Valjean
Farmer
Valjean
Laborer
Valjean
Innkeeper's Wife
Valjean
Innkeeper
Valjean
Bishop
Valjean
Constables
Bishop
You forgot I gave these also (Constables leave.)
But remember this, my brother
Valjean
If there's another way to go
Yet why did I allow that man
Take an eye for an eye!
One word from him and I'd be back
I am reaching, but I fall
The Poor
At the end of the day you're another day colder
At the end of the day there's another day dawning
Foreman
Woman 2
Have you seen how the foreman is fuming today?
Workers
Girl
"Dear Fantine you must send us more money
Fantine
Valjean
I look to you to sort this out
Foreman
Girl
Fantine
Women
Foreman
Girl
Fantine
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
But the tigers come at night
He slept a summer by my side
And still I dream he'll come to me
I had a dream my life would bePrologue, 1815, Toulon
(A chain gang works in the scorching sun)
Look down, look down,
Don’t look ‘em in the eye,
Look down, look down,
You’re here until you die.
The sun is strong,
It’s hot as hell below
Look down, look down,
There’s twenty years to go.
I’ve done no wrong,
Sweet Jesus, hear my prayer.
Look down, look down,
Sweet Jesus doesn’t care,
I know she’ll wait,
I know that she’ll be true,
Look down, look down,
They’ve all forgotten you.
When I get free,
You won’t see me,
‘Ere for dust.
Don’t look ‘em in the eye,
How long, oh lord,
Before you let me die?
Look down, look down,
You’ll always be a slave,
Look down, look down,
You’re standing in your grave.
Now bring me prisoner 24601:
Your time is up
And your parole’s begun,
You know what that means.
Yes, it means I’m free.
No. It means you get
Your yellow ticket-of-leave,
You are a thief.
I stole a loaf of bread.
You robbed a house.
I broke a windowpane.
My sister’s child was close to death,
And we were starving.
Unless you learn the meaning of the law.
I know the meaning of those 19 years,
A slave of the law.
Five years for what you did,
The rest because you tried to run,
Yes, 24601.
My name is Jean Valjean.
And I’m Javert,
Do not forget my name,
Do not forget me,
24601.
Look down, look down,
You’ll always be a slave,
Look down, look down,
You’re standing in your grave.
Freedom is mine. The earth is still.
I feel the wind. I breathe again.
And the sky clears
The world is waking.
Drink from the pool. How clean the taste.
Never forget the years, the waste.
Nor forgive them
For what they've done.
They are the guilty - everyone.
The day begins...
And now lets see
What this new world
Will do for me!
You'll have to go,
I'll pay you off for the day,
Collect your bits and pieces there
And be on your way.
You have given me half
What the other men get!
This handful of tin
Wouldn't buy my sweat!
You broke the law
It's there for people to see
Why should you get the same
As honest men like me?
Now every door is closed to me,
Another jail. Another key. Another chain.
For when I come to any town,
They check my papers,
And they find the mark of Cain.
In their eyes I see their fear,
`We do not want you here.'
My rooms are full,
And I've no supper to spare,
I'd like to help a stranger,
All we want is to be fair.
I will pay in advance,
I can sleep in a barn,
You see how dark it is,
I'm not some kind of dog!
You leave my house,
Or feel the weight of my rod!
We're law-abiding people here,
Thanks be to God.
And now I know how freedom feels
The jailer always at your heels
It is the law!
This piece of paper in my hand
That makes me cursed throughout the land
It is the law!
Like a cur
I walk the street,
The dirt beneath their feet.
Come in, Sir, for you are weary,
And the night is cold out there.
Though our lives are very humble
What we have, we have to share.
There is wine here to revive you.
There is bread to make you strong,
There's a bed to rest till morning,
Rest from pain, and rest from wrong.
He let me eat my fill
I had the lion's share
The silver in my hand
Cost twice what I had earned
In all those nineteen years -
That lifetime of despair
And yet he trusted me.
The old fool trusted me -
He'd done his bit of good
I played the grateful serf
And thanked him like I should
But when the house was still,
I got up in the night.
Took the silver
Took my flight!Valjean Arrested, Valjean Forgiven
1 Tell his reverence your story
2 Let us see if he's impressed
1 You were lodging here last night
2 You were the honest Bishop's guest.
And then, out of Christian goodness
When he learned about your plight
1. You maintain he made a present of this silver.
That is right.
But my friend you left so early
Surely something slipped your mind
Would you leave the best behind?
So, Messieurs, you may release him
For this man has spoken true
I commend you for your duty
And God's blessing go with you.
See in this some higher plan
You must use this precious silver
To become an honest man
By the witness of the martyrs
By the Passion and the Blood
God has raised you out of darkness
I have bought your soul for God!What Have I Done?
What have I done?
Sweet Jesus, what have I done?
Become a thief in the night,
Become a dog on the run
And have I fallen so far,
And is the hour so late
That nothing remains but the cry of my hate,
The cries in the dark that nobody hears,
Here where I stand at the turning of the years?
I missed it twenty long years ago
My life was a war that could never be won
They gave me a number and murdered Valjean
When they chained me and left me for dead
Just for stealing a mouthful of bread
To touch my soul and teach me love?
He treated me like any other
He gave me his trust
He called me brother
My life he claims for God above
Can such things be?
For I had come to hate the world
This world that always hated me
Turn your heart into stone!
This is all I have lived for!
This is all I have known!
Beneath the lash, upon the rack
Instead he offers me my freedom
I feel my shame inside me like a knife
He told me that I have a soul,
How does he know?
What spirit comes to move my life?
Is there another way to go?
And the night is closing in
And I stare into the void
To the whirlpool of my sin
I'll escape now from the world
From the world of Jean Valjean
Jean Valjean is nothing now
Another story must begin!At the End of the Day
At the end of the day you're another day older
And that's all you can say for the life of the poor
It's a struggle, it's a war
And there's nothing that anyone's giving
One more day standing about, what is it for?
One day less to be living.
And the shirt on your back doesn't keep out the chill
And the righteous hurry past
They don't hear the little ones crying
And the winter is coming on fast, ready to kill
One day nearer to dying!
And the sun in the morning is waiting to rise
Like the waves crash on the sand
Like a storm that'll break any second
There's a hunger in the land
There's a reckoning still to be reckoned and
There's gonna be hell to pay
At the end of the day!
At the end of the day you get nothing for nothing
Sitting flat on your butt doesn't buy any bread
Worker 1
There are children back at home
And the children have got to be fed
Worker 2
And you're lucky to be in a job
Woman
And in a bed!
Workers
And we're counting our blessings!
With his terrible breath and his wandering hands?
Woman 3
It's because little Fantine won't give him his way
Woman 1
Take a look at his trousers, you'll see where he stands!
Woman 4
And the boss, he never knows
That the foreman is always in heat
Woman 3
If Fantine doesn't look out, watch how she goes
She'll be out on the street!
At the end of the day it's another day over
With enough in your pocket to last for a week
Pay the landlord, pay the shop
Keep on grafting as long as you're able
Keep on grafting till you drop
Or it's back to the crumbs off the table
You've got to pay your way
At the end of the day!
And what have we here, little innocent sister?
Come on Fantine, let's have all the news!
Your child needs a doctor
There's no time to lose..."
Give that letter to me
It is none of your business
With a husband at home
And a bit on the side!
Is there anyone here
Who can swear before God
She has nothing to fear?
She has nothing to hide?
Will someone tear these two apart?
What is this fighting all about?
This is a factory, not a circus!
Now come on ladies, settle down
I run a business of repute
I am the Mayor of this town
And be as patient as you can-
Now someone say how this began!
At the end of the day
She's the one who began it
There's a kid that she's hiding
In some little town
There's a man she has to pay
You can guess how she picks up the extra
You can bet she's earning her keep
Sleeping around
And the boss wouldn't like it!
Yes it's true there's a child
And the child is my daughter
And her father abandoned us,
Leaving us flat
Now she lives with an innkeeper man
And his wife
And I pay for the child
What's the matter with that?
At the end of the day
She'll be nothing but trouble
And there's trouble for all
When there's trouble for one!
While we're earning our daily bread
She's the one with her hands in the butter
You must send the slut away
Or we're all gonna end in the gutter
And it's us who'll have to pay
At the end of the day!
I might have known the bitch could bite
I might have known the cat had claws
I might have guessed your little secret
Ah, yes, the virtuous Fantine
Who keeps herself so pure and clean
You'd be the cause I had no doubt
Of any trouble hereabout
You play a virgin in the light
But need no urgin' in the night.
She's been laughing at you
While she's having her men
Women
She'll be nothing but trouble again and again
Woman
You must sack her today
Workers
Sack the girl today!
Foreman
Right my girl. On your way!I Dreamed a Dream
There was a time when men were kind
When their voices were soft
And their words inviting
There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting
There was a time
Then it all went wrong
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
And they turn your dream to shame
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.
