'Visions of johanna' by Bob Dylan - Guitar Tutorial

            From: larpe@oden.nts.mh.se (Petter Larsson)
 
 Visions of Johanna  -  Bob Dylan
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 ('Blonde on Blonde' album)
 
 
         A                           D                   E7              A
 Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
                                       D          E7          A
 We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it
         E                                             A
 And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
          D                        A
 Lights flicker from the opposite loft
     D                              A
 In this room the heat pipes just cough
      D
 The country music station plays soft
 A                                            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  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 allnight 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 realy insane
    D                                A
 Louise, she's allright, she's just near
        D                         A
 She's delicate and seems like the mirror
               D
 But she just makes it all too concice and too clear
 A                         E7
 That Johanna's not here
     A                    D             E7          A
 The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
                    D          A         E7             A       D  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
 Muttering small talk at the wall
 A                  E7
   while I'm in the hall
         A              D        E7         A
 How can I explain? Oh, it's so hard to get on
                  D          A              E7               A       D  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 musta had the highway blues You can tell by the way she smiles
          D                     A
 See the primitive wallflower freeze
            D                    A
 When the jellyfaced 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  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
 
 Sayin' 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, pre
 A
 -pares for him
       D                           A
 And Madonna, she still has not showed
              D                  D
 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 ev'rything'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.
 
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 Typed by  Petter Larsson , larpe@nts.mh.se