Bob Dylan - Visions of johanna

Ain't it ^Ajust like the night to play ^Dtricks when you're ^E7trying to be so ^Aquiet? We sit here stranded, though we're ^Dall doing our ^E7best to de^Any it And Loui^Ese holds a handful of rain, tempting ^E7you to de^Afy it Lights ^Dflicker from the opposite ^Aloft, in ^Dthis room the heat pipes just ^Acough, the ^Dcountry music station plays ^Asoft, but there's nothing, really nothing to turn ^E7off Just Loui^Ase and her ^Dlover ^E7so en^Atwined, and these ^Dvisions of Joh^Aanna that ^E7conquer my ^Amind.^{D E7 A}

In the empty ^Alot where the ladies play ^Dblind man's ^E7bluff with the ^Akey chain And the all night girls, they ^Dwhisper of esca^E7pades out on the &^Aquot;D" train We can ^Ehear the night watchman click his flashlight, ask himself if it's him or them that's really in^Asane Lou^Dise, she's all right, she's just ^Anear She's ^Ddelicate and seems like the ^Amirror But she just ^Dmakes it all too concise and too ^Aclear, that Johanna's not ^E7here The ^Aghost of electricity ^Dhowls in the ^E7bones of her ^Aface, where these ^Dvisions of Joh^Aanna have now ^E7taken my ^Aplace.^{D E7 A}

Now, ^Alittle boy lost, he ^Dtakes himself so ^E7serious^Aly He brags of his misery, he ^Dlikes to live ^E7dangerous^Aly And when ^Ebringing her name up he speaks of a farewell kiss to ^Ame He's ^Dsure got a lotta ^Agall, to ^Dbe so useless and ^Aall, ^Dmuttering small talk at the ^Awall, while I'm in the ^E7hall Oh, ^Ahow can I explain, it's so ^Dhard to ^E7get ^Aon? And these ^Dvisions of Joh^Aanna, they kept me ^E7up past the ^Adawn.^{D E7 A}

Inside the ^Amuseums, ^Dinfinity ^E7goes up on ^Atrial Voices echo this is what sal^Dvation must be ^E7like after a ^Awhile But Mona ^ELisa must have had the highway blues, you can tell by the way she ^Asmiles See the ^Dprimitive wallflower ^Afreeze, when the ^Djelly faced women all ^Asneeze, hear the ^Done with the mustache say, &^Aquot;Jeeze, I can't fin^E7d my knees" Oh, ^Ajewels and binoculars ^Dhang from the ^E7head of the ^Amule But these ^Dvisions of Jo^Ahanna they make it ^E7all seem so ^Acruel^D. ^{E7 A}

The ^Apeddler now speaks to the ^Dcountess who's pre^E7tending to care for ^Ahim Saying' &^Aquot;Name me someone that's not a parasite, and I'll go ^Dout and say a ^E7prayer for ^Ahim." But like Louise ^Ealways says, "Ya can't look at much, can ya man?" as she, herself, pre^Apares for him And Ma^Ddonna, she still has not ^Ashowed We see this ^Dempty cage now cor^Arode Where her ^Dcape of the stage once had ^Aflowed The ^Dfiddler, he now steps to the ^Aroad, he writes ^Deverything s been returned which was ^Aowed, on the ^Dback of the fish truck that ^Aloads while my conscience ex^E7plodes The har^Amonicas play the ^Dskeleton ^Ekeys and the ^Arain, and these ^Dvisions of Joh^Aanna are now ^E7all that re^Amain.