Don't look 'em in the eye

5th Convict:
How long, oh Lord
Before you let me die?

Chorus:
Look down, look down,
You'll always be a slave
Look down, look down,
You're standing in your grave

Javert
Now bring me prisoner 24601

Your time is up
And your parole's begun
You know what that means.

Valjean:
Yes, it means I'm free.

Javert:
No!
It means you get
Your yellow ticket-of-leave
You are a thief

Valjean:
I stole a loaf of bread.

Javert:
You robbed a house.

Valjean:
I broke a window pane.
My sister's child was close to death
And we were starving.

JAVERT
You will starve again
Unless you learn the meaning of
the law.

VALJEAN
I know the meaning of those
nineteen years
A slave of the law!


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Javert:
Five years for what you did
The rest because you tried to run
Yes, 24601.

Valjean:
My name is Jean Valjean

Javert:
And I am Javert
Do not forget my name!
Do not forget me,
24601.

Chorus:
Look down, look down
You'll always be a slave
Look down, look down
You're standing in your grave.

Valjean:
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!

Farmer:
You'll have to go
I'll pay you off for the day
Collect your bits and pieces there
And be on your way.

Valjean:
You have given me half
What the other men get!
This handful of tin
Wouldn't buy my sweat!

Laborer:
You broke the law
It's there for people to see
Why should you get the same
As honest men like me?

Valjean:
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.'

Innkeeper's Wife:
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

Valjean:
I will pay in advance
I can sleep in a barn
You see how dark it is
I'm not some kind of dog!

Innkeeper:
You leave my house
Or feel the weight of my rod
We're law-abiding people here
Thanks be to God.

Valjean:
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.