Biografia:
Tony Orlando (born 3 April 1944) is an American singer best known for his time with the group Dawn in the early 1970s.
Born Michael Anthony Orlando Cassavitis to a Greek father and a Puerto Rican mother, he was raised in Manhattan's then-notorious Hell's Kitchen. His best friend was Freddie Prinze (who was of Puerto Rican and German descent).[citation needed]
Tony Orlando's musical career started with The Five Gents, a doo-wop group he formed. His first success came when he recorded the hit “Halfway To Paradise”.
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Chills:Tony Orlando.
#111 on CASH BOX and #109 on BB Hot
100 (Bubbling Under) on COLUMBIA
Records in 1962.
INTRO: D G
G C D
(Chilly, chilly, wah, wah, wah, wah..
G C D
Chilly, chilly, wah, wah, wah, wah..)
#1.
G C D G
Chills, runnin' up and down my spine.
C D G C
Whoa, I get them every time..that I
D G
feel your lips on mine.
G C D
(Chilly, chilly, wah, wah, wah, wah)
#2.
G C D G
Chills, colder than the North Pole.
C D G
Creepin' down inside my soul..yeah,
C D G
til I lose my self control.
C G G7
(Bop-bop-bop-bop)
CHORUS:
Em G Em
Whoa, what a feelin'..it's like a
G Em
roller-coaster ride.
G A
You say you love me, then my heart starts
D
a-poundin' inside.
#3.
D G C
Whoa, I'm talkin' 'bout chills, colder
D G
than the North Pole.
C D G
Creepin' down into my soul..yeah,
C D G
til I lose my self control.
Em C D
(Bop-bop-bop-bop-she-bop-bop-bop)
INTERLUDE: G Em C D G Em C D
G Em C D G C G G7
CHORUS:
Em G Em
Whoa, what a feelin'..it's like a
G Em
roller-coaster ride.
G A
You say you love me, and my heart starts
D
a-poundin' inside.
#4.
D G C
Whoa, I'm talkin' 'bout chills, colder
D G
than the North Pole.
C D G
Creepin' down into my soul..yeah,
C D G
til I lose my self control.
Em C D
(Bop-bop-bop-bop-she-bop-bop-bop)
OUTRO:
D G Em
Oh, I'm talkin' 'bout chills..(Bop-bop-bop-
C D
bop-she-bop-bop-bop) oh, those itty-
G Em C
bitty little chills..(Bop-bop-bop-bop-she-
D
bop-bop-bop)
G Em
Yes, I'm talkin' 'bout chills..(Bop-bop-
C D
bop-bop-she-bop-bop-bop)..oh-oh-oh-oh,
G Em C D
chills..(Bop-bop-bop-bop-she-bop-bop-bop)
G
oh, those little bitty chills..
Em C D
(Bop-bop-bop-bop-she-bop-bop-bop)..(Fade.)
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.
#111 on CASH BOX and #109 on BB Hot
100 (Bubbling Under) on COLUMBIA
Records in 1962.
INTRO: D G
G C D
(Chilly, chilly, wah, wah, wah, wah..
G C D
Chilly, chilly, wah, wah, wah, wah..)
#1.
G C D G
Chills, runnin' up and down my spine.
C D G C
Whoa, I get them every time..that I
D G
feel your lips on mine.
G C D
(Chilly, chilly, wah, wah, wah, wah)
#2.
G C D G
Chills, colder than the North Pole.
C D G
Creepin' down inside my soul..yeah,
C D G
til I lose my self control.
C G G7
(Bop-bop-bop-bop)
CHORUS:
Em G Em
Whoa, what a feelin'..it's like a
G Em
roller-coaster ride.
G A
You say you love me, then my heart starts
D
a-poundin' inside.
#3.
D G C
Whoa, I'm talkin' 'bout chills, colder
D G
than the North Pole.
C D G
Creepin' down into my soul..yeah,
C D G
til I lose my self control.
Em C D
(Bop-bop-bop-bop-she-bop-bop-bop)
INTERLUDE: G Em C D G Em C D
G Em C D G C G G7
CHORUS:
Em G Em
Whoa, what a feelin'..it's like a
G Em
roller-coaster ride.
G A
You say you love me, and my heart starts
D
a-poundin' inside.
#4.
D G C
Whoa, I'm talkin' 'bout chills, colder
D G
than the North Pole.
C D G
Creepin' down into my soul..yeah,
C D G
til I lose my self control.
Em C D
(Bop-bop-bop-bop-she-bop-bop-bop)
OUTRO:
D G Em
Oh, I'm talkin' 'bout chills..(Bop-bop-bop-
C D
bop-she-bop-bop-bop) oh, those itty-
G Em C
bitty little chills..(Bop-bop-bop-bop-she-
D
bop-bop-bop)
G Em
Yes, I'm talkin' 'bout chills..(Bop-bop-
C D
bop-bop-she-bop-bop-bop)..oh-oh-oh-oh,
G Em C D
chills..(Bop-bop-bop-bop-she-bop-bop-bop)
G
oh, those little bitty chills..
Em C D
(Bop-bop-bop-bop-she-bop-bop-bop)..(Fade.)
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.
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