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Visions of Johanna chords
Bob Dylan
A D E7 A
A D E7 A
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're trying to be so quiet?
D E7 A
We sit here stranded, though we're all doing our best to deny it
E E7 A
And Louise holds a handful of rain, tempting you to defy it
D A
Lights flicker from the opposite loft,
D A
in this room the heat pipes just cough,
D A
the country music station plays soft,
E7
but there's nothing, really nothing to turn off
A D E7 A
Just Louise and her lover so entwined,
D A E7 A D E7 A
and these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind.
A D E7 A
In the empty lot where the ladies play blind man's bluff with the key chain
D E7 A
And the all night girls, they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train
E
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight,
A
ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane
D A
Louise, she's all right, she's just near
D A
She's delicate and seems like the mirror
D A
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear,
E7
that Johanna's not here
A D E7 A
The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face,
D A E7 A D E7 A
where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place.
A D E7 A
Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
D E7 A
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
E A
And when bringing her name up he speaks of a farewell kiss to me
D A
He's sure got a lotta gall,
D A
to be so useless and all,
D A
muttering small talk at the wall,
E7
while I'm in the hall
A D E7 A
Oh, how can I explain, it's so hard to get on?
D A E7 A D E7 A
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn.
A D E7 A
Inside the museums, infinity goes up on trial
D E7 A
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
E A
But Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues, you can tell by the way she smiles
D A
See the primitive wallflower freeze,
D A
when the jelly faced women all sneeze,
D A E7
hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeeze, I can't find my knees"
A D E7 A
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
D A E7 A D E7 A
But these visions of Johanna they make it all seem so cruel.
A D E7 A
The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him
A
Saying' "Name me someone that's not a parasite,
D E7 A
and I'll go out and say a prayer for him." But like Louise
E
always says, "Ya can't look at much, can ya man?" as she, herself,
A
prepares for him
D A
And Madonna, she still has not showed
D A
We see this empty cage now corrode
D A
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
D A
The fiddler, he now steps to the road,
D A
he writes everything s been returned which was owed,
D A E7
on the back of the fish truck that loads while my conscience explodes
A D E A
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain,
D A E7 A
and these visions of Johanna are now all that remain.
D E7 A
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