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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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# this file is the author’s own work and represents their interpretation of the #
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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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