Woorden:
Far From Finished Forgive Me Father

since my last glass of gin The ones that I old dear say it's getting to my head If I can't have me liquor lord I might as well be dead Forgive me father

days since my last glass of gin The ones that I old dear say it's getting to my head If I can't have me liquor lord I might as well be dead Forgive me father

fooled, told you so. Show M'sieur what you've come here to show. Tell the boy what you know! [Applause from the dancers as the waltz finishes.] Marius

see to save me from the devil and his creep to lay his hands on me I feel the ground beneath me shake I can't rewind I'm gonna fall Father forgive me

high Hear my prayer Take me now To thy care Where You are Let me be Take me now Take me there Bring me home Bring me home. (Fantine's spirit appears