Visions of Johanna - Bob Dylan, guitar chords

Published: 2011-05-27 19:48
Selection chords: Sofia Davis

        A#                           D#                   F7              A#
Ainʼt it just like the night to play tricks when youʼre tryinʼ to be so quiet?
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We sit here stranded, though weʼre all doinʼ our best to deny it
        F                                             A#
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptinʼ you to defy it
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Lights flicker from the opposite loft
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In this room the heat pipes just cough
     D#
The country music station plays soft
A#                                            F7
But thereʼs nothing, really nothing to turn off
         A#          D#     F7   A#
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
                 D#          A#     F7              A#       D#  A#
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind.

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In the empty lot where the ladies play blind manʼs bluff with the key chain
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And the allnight girls, they whisper of escapades out on the D train
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We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight
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 Ask himself if itʼs him or them thatʼs realy insane
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Louise, sheʼs allright, sheʼs just near
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Sheʼs delicate and seems like the mirror
              D#
But she just makes it all too concice and too clear
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That Johannaʼs not here
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The ghost of ʼlectricity howls in the bones of her face
                   D#          A#         F7             A#       D#  A#
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place.

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Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
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He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
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And when bringing her name up He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
      D#               A#
Heʼs sure got a lotta gall
   D#                 A#
To be so useless and all
      D#
Muttering small talk at the wall
A#                  F7
  while Iʼm in the hall
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How can I explain? Oh, itʼs so hard to get on
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And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn.

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Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
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Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
         F                                                            A#
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues You can tell by the way she smiles
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See the primitive wallflower freeze
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When the jellyfaced women all sneeze
         D#                            A#                            F7
Hear the one with the mustache say, Jeeze, I canʼt find my knees
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Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
                   D#          A#         F7             A#       D#  A#
But these visions of Johanna they make it all seem so cruel.

     A#                          D#                 F7        A#
The peddler now speaks to the countess whoʼs pretending to care for him

Sayinʼ Name me someone thatʼs not a parasite
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 and Iʼll go out and say a prayer for him. But like Louise
F
 always says, Ya canʼt look at much, can ya man? As she, herself, pre
A#
-pares for him
      D#                           A#
And Madonna, she still has not showed
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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
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He writes evʼrythingʼs been returned which was owed
           D#                            A#                       F7
On the back of the fish truck that loads While my conscience explodes
        A#                D#       F            A#
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
                 D#          A#        F7         A#
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain.