Martin Smith feat. Debbie Byrne, Philip Quast & Gary Morris -
Les Misérables (The Complete Symphonic Recording)
Fantine's Arrest
Here's something new, I think I'll give it a try
Come closer you, I like to see what I buy
The usual price for just one slice of your pie
I don't want you
No, no monsieur let me go
Is this a trick? I won't pay more
No not at all
You've got some nerve you little whore, you've got some gaul
It's the same with a tart as it is with a grocer
The customer sees what he gets in advance
It's not for the whore to say yes sir or no sir
It's not for the harlet ot pick or to choose or to lead me a dance
I'll kill you you bastard, try and of that
Even a whore who has gone to the bad won't be had by a rat
Tell me quickly what's the story
Who saw what and why and where?
Let him give a full description, let him answer to Javert
In this nest of whores and vipers let one speak who saw it all
Who laid hands on this good man here?
What's the substance of this brawl?
Javert, would you believe it?
I was crossing from the park
When this prostiute attacked me, you can see she left her mark
She will answer for her actions when you make a full report
You may rest assured monsieur that she will answer to the court
There's a child who sorely needs me
Please monsieur she's but that high
Holy God, is there no mercy?
If I go to jail, she'll die
I have heard such protestations every day for 20 years
Lets have no more explanations
Save your breath, and save your tears
Honest work, just reward
That's the way to please the Lord
A moment of your time Javert, I do believe this womans tale
But monsieur mayor
You've done your duty let her be
She needs a doctor not a jail
But monsieur mayor
Can this be?
Where will she end this child without a friend?
I've seen your face before
Show me some way to help you
How have you come to grief in such a place as this?
Monsieur, don't mock me now I pray
It's hard enough I've lost my pride
You let your foreman send me away
Yes you were there, and turned aside
I never did no wrong
Is it true what I've done?
My daughters close to dying
To an innocent soul?
If there's a God above
Had I only known then
He'd let me die instead
In his name my task has just begun
I will see it done
But monsieur mayor
I will see it done
But monsieur mayor
I will see it done
Come closer you, I like to see what I buy
The usual price for just one slice of your pie
I don't want you
No, no monsieur let me go
Is this a trick? I won't pay more
No not at all
You've got some nerve you little whore, you've got some gaul
It's the same with a tart as it is with a grocer
The customer sees what he gets in advance
It's not for the whore to say yes sir or no sir
It's not for the harlet ot pick or to choose or to lead me a dance
I'll kill you you bastard, try and of that
Even a whore who has gone to the bad won't be had by a rat
Tell me quickly what's the story
Who saw what and why and where?
Let him give a full description, let him answer to Javert
In this nest of whores and vipers let one speak who saw it all
Who laid hands on this good man here?
What's the substance of this brawl?
Javert, would you believe it?
I was crossing from the park
When this prostiute attacked me, you can see she left her mark
She will answer for her actions when you make a full report
You may rest assured monsieur that she will answer to the court
There's a child who sorely needs me
Please monsieur she's but that high
Holy God, is there no mercy?
If I go to jail, she'll die
I have heard such protestations every day for 20 years
Lets have no more explanations
Save your breath, and save your tears
Honest work, just reward
That's the way to please the Lord
A moment of your time Javert, I do believe this womans tale
But monsieur mayor
You've done your duty let her be
She needs a doctor not a jail
But monsieur mayor
Can this be?
Where will she end this child without a friend?
I've seen your face before
Show me some way to help you
How have you come to grief in such a place as this?
Monsieur, don't mock me now I pray
It's hard enough I've lost my pride
You let your foreman send me away
Yes you were there, and turned aside
I never did no wrong
Is it true what I've done?
My daughters close to dying
To an innocent soul?
If there's a God above
Had I only known then
He'd let me die instead
In his name my task has just begun
I will see it done
But monsieur mayor
I will see it done
But monsieur mayor
I will see it done
Credits
Writer(s): Herbert Kretzmer, Claude-michel Schonberg, Alain Albert Boublil, Jean-marc Natel
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