Chi Chi & the Jaguar

by The Daintees

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    A unique album with some amazing songs and arrangements from surf to African x

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Instrumental ya wally?
2.
Honour Me 03:26
Honor me Why, won’t you honour me? Why, won’t you honour me? Are your eyes just too blind to see Why, won’t you honour me? Honour is a treasure we must feel High intelligence from the garden of belief Beyond the ego low, born in the garden of love Sainted and painted high in the Heavens above Why, won’t you honour me? Why, won’t you honour me? Is your heart, always as cold as steel Oh why, won’t you honour me? Why, won’t you honour me? Why, won’t you honour me? Are your eyes, just too blind to see? Oh why won’t you honour me? Why is your heart, as cold as steel? So why, won’t you honour me?
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Helping Hand 03:28
Helping Hand Everybody needs a helping hand Everyone feels sadness at their door We’ve been around and baby we’ve been down Your that helping hand and so much more So lift me up, show me the way Lift me up, need you today Your the cool clear water on a dusty road Your the home fire burning in my soul Your the love invited deep within my home A helping hand to lift me and to hold Everybody needs a helping hand Everyone feels sadness at their door We’ve been around and baby we’ve been down Your that helping hand and so much more
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All aboard the 39 All together on a Sunday, Hear them church bells stripe the time Whippets barking on their run day Coyts are landing with a chime Forte’s billiard hall is calling Frothy coffee tastes sublime Through the Coach Road early morning All aboard the 39 I see the long road to Heaven Through the ghosts of my youth I see the factories and people Who have shaped just what I do I see the long road to Heaven though my childhood Boyhood, manhood, to youth At eighteen I was courting Hazel She took me to see Quadrophenia Watching the Disturbed at their rehearsals Truly amazed us in their prime I see the long road to Heaven Through the ghosts of my youth I see the factories and people Who have shaped what I do I see the long road to Heaven though my childhood Boyhood, manhood, to youth
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Around with you Just take ya time, in everything u do Ain’t no rush, ain’t no race nor rule Just take ure time, & quit that feeling blue Take my hand and i’ll go round with you No I ain’t no pretender, Im just a walker to your door I want you babe but I would never try to steal Now I ain’t no Hyena, just a hopeful cat that’s seen ya I want you babe but I’ll leave things up to you Just take ya time, in everything u do Ain’t no rush, ain’t no race nor rule Just take url time, & quit that feeling blue Take my hand and i’ll go round with you Words go round like the grape on the vine, baby I love you so Be my honey for the road of life and I’ll never ever let you go I don’t need these power women, with their power ways of winning One glimpse of you and that was all there was for me I don’t need these super models, and your age it don’t mean nothing You got more grace than the mountains and the sea Just take ya time, in everything u do Ain’t no rush, ain’t no race nor rule Just take url time, & quit that feeling blue Take my hand and i’ll go round with you
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Love don’t love you Love don’t love you Love don’t love you Love don’t love you Love don’t love you Crying every night To try and heal the pain Never see the light Such a crying shame Love don’t love you Love don’t love you Love don’t love you Love don’t love you When, love don’t love you When you’re tired and raw When love don’t love you It kills you to the floor When, love do t love you no more Always have to fight Take it on your own Make it thru the night And fear of being alone When, love don’t love you When you’re tired and raw When love don’t love you It kills you to the floor When, love do t love you no more When, love do t love you no more When, love do t love you no more Love don’t love you Love don’t love you Love don’t love you Love don’t love you
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Come back to me You the flowing rive me the tall pine tree I thought that when you left you would come back to me I tidied up my room, put new pictures on the wall and waited patiently For I hurled you as a boomerang, you did not return Christ I never get the practice those Aborigines do And all the love songs I once hated, are all I ever listen to All their morbid words make sense now, gosh Im sick with gloom Oh please come back to me Now Im crying, can’t you see How I miss you, don’t you miss me A hundred cliches to go, I’ll cover them all here’s another Won’t you catch me for Im sure to fall….. Hair has turned to ashen face, pallid and thin More more more a gothic punk the shape Im in Im paranoid and edgy, jump at the slightest thing need you to look after me Confidence is dithering, my work is on the stage The advance is short, I can’t afford to pay the band a wage And when Mr Ames puts me on the King Creole will you look after me Now Im crying, can’t you see How I miss you, don’t you miss me A hundred cliches to go, I’ll cover them all here’s another Won’t you catch me for Im sure to fall…..
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Heart of the winter Carry me over the heart of the winter Carry me over the wide eyed sea Carry me over this deep wading river My brother my friends they’ll be waiting for me By the waterfall I found my guide Years of searching and I could not find Staring at me from from out of that pool Was my own reflection, telling me the truth Carry me over the heart of the winter Carry me over the wide eyed sea Carry me over this deep wading river My brother my friends they’ll be waiting for me By the dessert edge, I found my way Days of walking and Im trying to pray Oh is this so blind, it set me free A garden of plenty, shining for me Carry me over the heart of the winter Carry me over the wide eyed sea Carry me over this deep wading river My brother my friends will be waiting for me Carry me over, this stumbling dessert Carry me over, this burned out sea Carry me over, this prairie of boulders My brother my friends will be waiting for me On the mountainside I lay my bet Gambling questions could they be met An answer from high, told me that I, must travel within Using, using my own eyes Carry me over the heart of the winter Carry me over the wide eyed sea Carry me over this deep wading river My brother my friends will be waiting for me Carry me over, this stumbling dessert Carry me over, this burned out sea Carry me over, this prairie of boulders My brothers my friends will be waiting for me My brothers my friends will be waiting for me My brothers my friends will be waiting for me
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Cecil 02:31
Cecil Hitchin over the country, passing’s bye old friend Braving up to all kinds of weather, & we got money to spare But me & my friend Cecil, we’re two of a kind Roaming over these roads forever like Ghosts of an unchanged time An unchanged time, a time that’s mine And I decided, just where we’re going to, going to! People call us Gipsy, others settle for thieves But we go where the music takes us, it must be some kinda disease But me & my friend Cecil, we’re two of a kind We roam over these roads forever like Ghosts of an unchanged time An unchanged time, a time that’s mine And I decided, just where we’re going to, going to!
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Mother's Son 03:37
Mother’s son When I’m talking to you Ma I see your golden home And I feel so proud and tall ya know Just to be a Mothers son I don’t need no warrior in me To get my message done I am blessed to know the truth my love And to be, a Mother’s son Well I’ve been up here so long now I call this exile home Though the journey has been dark at times Least I’ve seen my children grown When the sun beats down so loathfully Still I never feel alone For I can stand here tall and proud and say I am, my Mother’s son The open Ross-shire skies they cry Then skim a rosy dawn And the tender lark she flies so high Soon to be in bond Just like your sweet medicine Ma I feel you call me home For you have been the sail throughout my life And I am proud, to be a Mother’s son For Frances Anne Stephenson 24th October 1933/ March 2003

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released September 3, 2019

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Born Durham 27th July 1961

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