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BEGGARS AT THE

Ain't it a
Ain't it a
here
Among the
comes a prince
There a Jew.
one's a queer
But can you do?
at my feet
Paris in the
And here I'm bread
With the crust!
at the feast!
of the dance!
Life is easy
If you grab chance.
you go
Law-abiding
Doing is decent
But they're broke!
to the Lord on Sundays
Praying for the He'll send.

M. and Mme.
But we're the ones who it
We're the who make it in the end!
Watch the dance
Watch 'em till they
Keep your wits you
And you on top!
of the land
Always get our
Clear away the
And still there!
We know where the is blowing
Money is the we smell
And when rich as Croesus
Jesus! we see you all in hell!

[Valjean is alone in the shadows, with a bare cross for company.]

Alone I wait in the
I count the till I can sleep
I dreamed a dream stood by
It made her to know I die.
at the end of the day
Upon wedding night I pray
Take these children, my Lord, to thy
And them grace.

God on
Hear my
me now
To thy
You are
Let me be
me now
Take me
me home
me home.

[Fantine's appears to Valjean.]

M'sieur, I your name
M'sieur, lay down burden
You raised my child in
And you will be god.
(interjecting)
I am ready,
At the end of my
She's the of my life.

and Cosette rush into the room, but they do not see Fantine.]

Papa, papa, I do not understand!
Are you alright? They said you'd away.

Cosette, my child, am I now?
Thank God, thank God, I've to see this day.

It's you who forgive a thoughtless fool
It's you who must a thankless man
thanks to you that I am living
And again I lay down my life at feet.

Cosette, your is a saint.
When they me
He took me from the
Carried like a
And brought me to you!

[to Cosette]
Now you are
beside me
Now I can die in
For now my is blessed

You live, Papa, you're going to live
too soon, too soon to say goodbye.

Yes, Cosette, me now to die
obey
I try
On page
I write my confession
Read it
I at last am sleeping.
It's a
Of who always loved you
Your mother her life for you
gave you to my keeping.

[The spirits appear.]

Come me
Where chains never bind you
All grief
At last, at last you.
Lord in
Look on him in mercy.

Forgive me all my
And me to your glory.

Valjean, Fantine, &
my hand
And lead me to
Take my
For is everlasting.
And
The truth once was spoken
To love another
Is to see the of God!