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Jail Tales: Maverick Sabre Lyrics

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Dana Stevens | 11:54 UK time, Thursday, 18 March 2010

Earlier this week I told you about the launch of the interesting new Jail Tales project on the ³ÉÈËÂÛ̳ Three website. As part of the project ten musicians have created special tracks inspired by the Jail Tales series which you can find on and the Jail Tales website. We think they're so good that we've decided to post the lyrics here so that you can get a chance to read and digest the message of what these young artists are trying to say.

London born, Irish raised singer songwriter Maverick Sabre has written an exclusive acoustic track and he's kindly agreed to share the lyrics.

Watch 'These Walls'....

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The lyrics....

Maverick Sabre - 'These Walls'

CHORUS

These walls, these bars,
these halls, this prison yard,
that's all he sees, that's all he sees,

These walls, these bars,
these halls, these prison guards,
that's all he sees, no where to believe

VERSE 1

In the system since a young man,
caught him up at 15,
in and out for 2 years,
then spat him back..
back to normality,
bringing up his younger sister,
feeding her and clothing her so robbing was a must,
everyday there was a job,
either a box or shot, got stabbed, lost friends,
lost the lot in the end,
he got nicked so now he's sitting in his cell
with 4 years looking at these.....

CHORUS

These walls, these bars,
these halls, this prison yard,
that's all he sees, that's all he sees,

These walls, these bars,
these halls, these prison guards,
that's all he sees, no where to believe

VERSE 2

Scream and scars became a product of what he was seeing,
cold and hard, the only way he could live was to be them,
razor blades lightly pushed underneath his door at night,
locked away in the hole, the dark, too many times,
lyrics and words on tapes and books kept his mind awake
and free from this, they talked to him and taught him things
that no teacher ever did, now at 22 he's spat back out and
left alone at the prison gates, now he's 29 and making a
name for himself in a legal way, but he still sees

CHORUS

These walls,these bars,
these halls,this prison yard,
that's all he sees,that's all he sees,
These walls,these bars,
these halls,these prison guards,
that's all he sees,no where to believe

Written by - Michael Stafford (Maverick Sabre)

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