#-------------------------------PLEASE NOTE-------------------------------------# # This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # # song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------# 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 Set8 http://sites.google.com/site/guitarmusicchordsandlyrics/
