Bob Dylan - Visions of johanna

Ain't it^A just like the night to play^D tricks when you're ^E7tryin' to be so ^Aquiet' We sit here stranded, though we're all^D doin' our ^E7best to deny^A it And Loui^Ese holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to de^Afy it Lights fl^Dicker from the opposite l^Aoft In t^Dhis room the heat pipes just co^Augh The c^Dountry music station plays soft ^ABut there's nothing, really nothing to turn o^E7ff Just Loui^Ase and her ^Dlover ^E7so en^Atwined And these visions^D of Johanna^A that ^E7conquer my mind.^{A D A}

In the empty ^Alot where the ladies play^D blind man's ^E7bluff with the ^Akey chain And the allnight girls, they whi^Dsper of escapa^E7des out on the &qu^Aot;D" train We can h^Eear the night watchman click his flashlight Ask himself if it's him or them that's realy in^Asane Lou^Dise, she's allright, she's just n^Aear She's d^Delicate and seems like the^A mirror But she just m^Dakes it all too concice and too clear ^AThat Johanna's not here ^E7 The ^Aghost of 'lectricity ^Dhowls in the b^E7ones of her ^Aface Where these visions^D of Johanna^A have now ^E7taken my place.^{A D A}

Now, ^Alittle boy lost, he tak^Des himself so ^E7serious^Aly He brags of his misery, he likes^D to live ^E7dangerously^A And when bri^Enging her name up He speaks of a farewell kiss to ^Ame He's s^Dure got a lotta ^Agall to ^Dbe so useless and ^Aall Mutter^Ding small talk at the wall ^A while I'm in the ^E7hall How can ^AI explain' Oh, ^Dit's so h^E7ard to get ^Aon And these visions^D of Johanna^A, they kept me ^E7up past the dawn.^{A D A}

Ins^Aide the museums,^D Infinity g^E7oes up on ^Atrial Voices echo this is what sal^Dvation must be ^E7like after a whil^Ae But Mona ^ELisa musta had the highway blues You can tell by the way she ^Asmiles See the p^Drimitive wallflower fr^Aeeze When the je^Dllyfaced women all sn^Aeeze Hear the ^Done with the mustache say, &q^Auot;Jeeze, I can't find my kn^E7ees" Oh, j^Aewels and binoculars h^Dang from the h^E7ead of the m^Aule But these visions o^Df Johanna t^Ahey make i^E7t all seem so c^Aruel. ^{D A}

The p^Aeddler now speaks to the co^Duntess who's prete^E7nding to c^Aare for him Sayin' "Name me someone that's not a parasite ^D and I'll go out^E7 and say a prayer^A for him." But like Louise ^E always says, "Ya can't look at much, can ya man'" As she, herself, pre ^A-pares for him And Ma^Ddonna, she still has not sho^Awed We see this e^Dmpty cage now corro^Dde Where her c^Dape of the stage once had fl^Aowed The fiddler, ^Dhe now steps to the r^Aoad He writes ^Dev'rything's been returned which was ^Aowed On the back^D of the fish truck that loads^A While my conscience exp^E7lodes The harm^Aonicas play the s^Dkeleton ^Ekeys and the ^Arain And these visions^D of Johanna^A are now ^E7all that re^Amain.