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