Chords for Bob Dylan - Visions Of Johanna (Belfast 6 May 66)
Tempo:
158.6 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F#] [A]
Ain't it just like the night to [D] play tricks when you're [E] trying to be so [A] quiet?
We sit here stranded, [D] though we all do our [E] best to [A] deny it.
I'm [E] Louise, holds a handful of rain, tempting you to [A] defy.
Lights [D]
flicker from the [A] opposite loft.
[D] In this room the heat [A] pipes just cough.
[D] The country music [A] [Bm] station [A] plays soft, but there's nothing, really nothing [E] to turn off.
[A] Just Louise and [D] her lover [E] so [A] entwined, and these [D] visions of [A] Johanna that [E] conquer [A] my mind.
[D] [A]
In the empty lot where the ladies [D] play, [E] blind man's bluff [A] with the key chain.
And the all-night girls, they [D] whisper of [E] escapades out on [A] the D train.
We [E] can hear the night watchman click his flashlight, ask himself if it's him or them.
That should [A] be insane.
And Louise, [D] she's all [C#m] right, she's [A] just near.
[D] She's delicate, she [A] seems like the mirror, but [D] she just makes it all too [F#m] [B] concise and too [A] clear.
That Johanna's not [E] here.
That [A]
ghost of electricity [D] howls in [E] the bones of her [A] face.
Where these [D] visions of [A] Johanna have [E] now taken [A] my place.
Little boy lost, [D] he takes himself [E] so [A] seriously.
He brags of his misery, he [D] likes to live [E] [A] dangerously.
And [E] when bringing her name up, he speaks of her farewell kiss [A] to me.
[D]
He's sure got [A] a lot of gall to [D] be so useless [A] and all.
[D] Muttering small [C#m] talk at [A] the wall while I'm in [E] the hall.
Oh, [A] how can I explain [D] it's so [E] hard to [A] get on.
And these [D] visions of [A]
Johanna, they kept me [E]
up past [A] the dawn.
[D] [A]
Inside the museums, [D]
[E] infinity goes up [A] on trial.
Voices echo, this is worth.
[D] Salvation must [E] be like after [A] a while.
[E] Modern Mona Lisa must have heard the highway blues.
You can tell by the way she [A] smiles.
See the [D] primitive [A]
wallflower freeze.
When [D] the jelly-faced [A] women all sneeze.
[D] Hear the one with the mustache [A]
say, geez, I can't find [E] my knees.
[A] Jewels and binoculars [D] hang from the [E] head of the [A] mule.
But these [D] visions of [A] Johanna, they [E] make it all seem so [A] cruel.
[D] [A]
[D]
[Em] [A]
The peddler now speaks [D] to the countess [Em] who's pretending to [A] care for him.
Saying, name me somebody who's not a parasite.
[D]
And I [E] go out and say a prayer [A] for him.
But [E] like Louise always says, you can't look at much can you, man,
as she herself [A] prepares for him.
[D] And Madonna, she [C#] still [A] has not showed.
We [D] see this empty [C#m] cage now [A]
corrode.
[D] Where her cape of the [A] stage once had flowed.
[D] The fiddler, he now [A] steps to the road.
He [D] writes everything's been [C#m] returned which [A] was old.
On the [D] back of the fish [C#] truck [A] that loads while my conscience [E]
explodes.
The [A] harmonic is played.
The [D] skeleton [E] keys and the [A]
rain.
And these [D] visions of [A] Johanna are [E] now all that [A] remain.
[D] [A]
[D] [E]
[A]
[D] [E]
[D]
[A]
[D]
[C] [D]
[N]
[D] Thank you.
Ain't it just like the night to [D] play tricks when you're [E] trying to be so [A] quiet?
We sit here stranded, [D] though we all do our [E] best to [A] deny it.
I'm [E] Louise, holds a handful of rain, tempting you to [A] defy.
Lights [D]
flicker from the [A] opposite loft.
[D] In this room the heat [A] pipes just cough.
[D] The country music [A] [Bm] station [A] plays soft, but there's nothing, really nothing [E] to turn off.
[A] Just Louise and [D] her lover [E] so [A] entwined, and these [D] visions of [A] Johanna that [E] conquer [A] my mind.
[D] [A]
In the empty lot where the ladies [D] play, [E] blind man's bluff [A] with the key chain.
And the all-night girls, they [D] whisper of [E] escapades out on [A] the D train.
We [E] can hear the night watchman click his flashlight, ask himself if it's him or them.
That should [A] be insane.
And Louise, [D] she's all [C#m] right, she's [A] just near.
[D] She's delicate, she [A] seems like the mirror, but [D] she just makes it all too [F#m] [B] concise and too [A] clear.
That Johanna's not [E] here.
That [A]
ghost of electricity [D] howls in [E] the bones of her [A] face.
Where these [D] visions of [A] Johanna have [E] now taken [A] my place.
Little boy lost, [D] he takes himself [E] so [A] seriously.
He brags of his misery, he [D] likes to live [E] [A] dangerously.
And [E] when bringing her name up, he speaks of her farewell kiss [A] to me.
[D]
He's sure got [A] a lot of gall to [D] be so useless [A] and all.
[D] Muttering small [C#m] talk at [A] the wall while I'm in [E] the hall.
Oh, [A] how can I explain [D] it's so [E] hard to [A] get on.
And these [D] visions of [A]
Johanna, they kept me [E]
up past [A] the dawn.
[D] [A]
Inside the museums, [D]
[E] infinity goes up [A] on trial.
Voices echo, this is worth.
[D] Salvation must [E] be like after [A] a while.
[E] Modern Mona Lisa must have heard the highway blues.
You can tell by the way she [A] smiles.
See the [D] primitive [A]
wallflower freeze.
When [D] the jelly-faced [A] women all sneeze.
[D] Hear the one with the mustache [A]
say, geez, I can't find [E] my knees.
[A] Jewels and binoculars [D] hang from the [E] head of the [A] mule.
But these [D] visions of [A] Johanna, they [E] make it all seem so [A] cruel.
[D] [A]
[D]
[Em] [A]
The peddler now speaks [D] to the countess [Em] who's pretending to [A] care for him.
Saying, name me somebody who's not a parasite.
[D]
And I [E] go out and say a prayer [A] for him.
But [E] like Louise always says, you can't look at much can you, man,
as she herself [A] prepares for him.
[D] And Madonna, she [C#] still [A] has not showed.
We [D] see this empty [C#m] cage now [A]
corrode.
[D] Where her cape of the [A] stage once had flowed.
[D] The fiddler, he now [A] steps to the road.
He [D] writes everything's been [C#m] returned which [A] was old.
On the [D] back of the fish [C#] truck [A] that loads while my conscience [E]
explodes.
The [A] harmonic is played.
The [D] skeleton [E] keys and the [A]
rain.
And these [D] visions of [A] Johanna are [E] now all that [A] remain.
[D] [A]
[D] [E]
[A]
[D] [E]
[D]
[A]
[D]
[C] [D]
[N]
[D] Thank you.
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[F#] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Ain't it just like the night to [D] play tricks when you're [E] trying to be so [A] quiet?
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ We sit here stranded, _ [D] though we all do our [E] best to [A] deny _ it. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I'm [E] Louise, _ holds a handful of rain, tempting you to _ [A] defy. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Lights [D]
flicker from the [A] opposite _ loft.
_ _ _ [D] In this room the heat [A] pipes just cough. _ _ _
_ [D] The country music _ [A] [Bm] station [A] plays _ soft, but there's nothing, really nothing [E] to turn off. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ Just Louise _ and [D] her lover _ [E] so _ _ [A] entwined, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
and these [D] visions _ _ _ of [A] Johanna _ _ _ _ that [E] _ _ _ conquer [A] my mind. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ In the empty lot where the ladies [D] play, _ [E] blind man's bluff [A] with the key chain. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
And the all-night _ girls, they [D] whisper of _ [E] escapades out on [A] the D train. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ We [E] can hear the night watchman click his flashlight, ask himself if it's him or them.
That should [A] be insane. _
And Louise, [D] _ she's all [C#m] right, she's [A] just near. _ _ _
[D] She's delicate, she [A] seems like the mirror, _ but [D] she just makes it all too [F#m] [B] concise and too [A] clear.
That Johanna's not [E] here. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ That [A]
ghost of electricity _ _ [D] howls in [E] the bones of her [A] _ face. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Where these [D] visions _ _ of [A] Johanna _ _ have [E] now _ _ taken [A] my _ _ place.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Little boy lost, [D] he takes himself [E] so _ [A] seriously. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ He brags of his misery, he [D] likes to live [E] _ _ [A] dangerously.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ And [E] when bringing her name up, he speaks of her farewell kiss [A] to me.
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _
He's sure got [A] a lot of gall _ to [D] be so useless [A] and all.
_ _ _ _ _ [D] Muttering small [C#m] talk at [A] the wall while I'm in [E] the hall. _ _
_ _ _ Oh, _ [A] how can I _ explain _ [D] it's so [E] hard to [A] get on. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
And these [D] visions _ _ of [A] _
Johanna, _ they kept me [E]
up _ past [A] the dawn. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Inside the museums, _ [D] _
_ [E] infinity goes up [A] on trial.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Voices echo, this is worth. _
[D] _ Salvation must [E] be like after [A] a while. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] Modern Mona Lisa must have heard the highway blues.
You can tell by the way she [A] _ smiles. _ _ _ _
_ See the [D] primitive _ _ [A]
wallflower _ freeze.
_ When [D] the jelly-faced [A] women all sneeze. _
_ [D] Hear the one with the mustache [A]
say, geez, I can't find [E] my knees. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] Jewels and _ binoculars _ [D] _ hang from the [E] head of the [A] mule. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ But these [D] visions _ _ of [A] _ Johanna, _ they [E] make it _ all seem so [A] cruel.
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ The peddler now _ speaks [D] to the countess [Em] who's pretending to [A] care for him. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Saying, name me somebody who's not a parasite.
[D] _
And I [E] go out and say a prayer [A] for him. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
But [E] like Louise always says, you can't look at much can you, man,
as she herself [A] prepares for him. _ _
_ _ [D] And Madonna, she [C#] still [A] has not showed.
_ _ We [D] see this empty [C#m] cage now [A] _
corrode.
_ _ [D] Where her cape of the [A] stage once had _ flowed. _ _
[D] The fiddler, he now [A] steps to the road.
_ _ He [D] writes everything's been [C#m] returned which [A] was old. _ _
On the [D] back of the fish [C#] truck [A] that loads while my conscience _ [E]
explodes. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The [A] harmonic is played. _
The [D] skeleton _ [E] keys and the [A]
rain. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ And these [D] visions _ _ of [A] Johanna _ _ are [E] now _ all that [A] remain.
_ _ _ [D] _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ Thank you. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Ain't it just like the night to [D] play tricks when you're [E] trying to be so [A] quiet?
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ We sit here stranded, _ [D] though we all do our [E] best to [A] deny _ it. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I'm [E] Louise, _ holds a handful of rain, tempting you to _ [A] defy. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Lights [D]
flicker from the [A] opposite _ loft.
_ _ _ [D] In this room the heat [A] pipes just cough. _ _ _
_ [D] The country music _ [A] [Bm] station [A] plays _ soft, but there's nothing, really nothing [E] to turn off. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ Just Louise _ and [D] her lover _ [E] so _ _ [A] entwined, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
and these [D] visions _ _ _ of [A] Johanna _ _ _ _ that [E] _ _ _ conquer [A] my mind. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ In the empty lot where the ladies [D] play, _ [E] blind man's bluff [A] with the key chain. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
And the all-night _ girls, they [D] whisper of _ [E] escapades out on [A] the D train. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ We [E] can hear the night watchman click his flashlight, ask himself if it's him or them.
That should [A] be insane. _
And Louise, [D] _ she's all [C#m] right, she's [A] just near. _ _ _
[D] She's delicate, she [A] seems like the mirror, _ but [D] she just makes it all too [F#m] [B] concise and too [A] clear.
That Johanna's not [E] here. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ That [A]
ghost of electricity _ _ [D] howls in [E] the bones of her [A] _ face. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Where these [D] visions _ _ of [A] Johanna _ _ have [E] now _ _ taken [A] my _ _ place.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Little boy lost, [D] he takes himself [E] so _ [A] seriously. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ He brags of his misery, he [D] likes to live [E] _ _ [A] dangerously.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ And [E] when bringing her name up, he speaks of her farewell kiss [A] to me.
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _
He's sure got [A] a lot of gall _ to [D] be so useless [A] and all.
_ _ _ _ _ [D] Muttering small [C#m] talk at [A] the wall while I'm in [E] the hall. _ _
_ _ _ Oh, _ [A] how can I _ explain _ [D] it's so [E] hard to [A] get on. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
And these [D] visions _ _ of [A] _
Johanna, _ they kept me [E]
up _ past [A] the dawn. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Inside the museums, _ [D] _
_ [E] infinity goes up [A] on trial.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Voices echo, this is worth. _
[D] _ Salvation must [E] be like after [A] a while. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] Modern Mona Lisa must have heard the highway blues.
You can tell by the way she [A] _ smiles. _ _ _ _
_ See the [D] primitive _ _ [A]
wallflower _ freeze.
_ When [D] the jelly-faced [A] women all sneeze. _
_ [D] Hear the one with the mustache [A]
say, geez, I can't find [E] my knees. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] Jewels and _ binoculars _ [D] _ hang from the [E] head of the [A] mule. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ But these [D] visions _ _ of [A] _ Johanna, _ they [E] make it _ all seem so [A] cruel.
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ The peddler now _ speaks [D] to the countess [Em] who's pretending to [A] care for him. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Saying, name me somebody who's not a parasite.
[D] _
And I [E] go out and say a prayer [A] for him. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
But [E] like Louise always says, you can't look at much can you, man,
as she herself [A] prepares for him. _ _
_ _ [D] And Madonna, she [C#] still [A] has not showed.
_ _ We [D] see this empty [C#m] cage now [A] _
corrode.
_ _ [D] Where her cape of the [A] stage once had _ flowed. _ _
[D] The fiddler, he now [A] steps to the road.
_ _ He [D] writes everything's been [C#m] returned which [A] was old. _ _
On the [D] back of the fish [C#] truck [A] that loads while my conscience _ [E]
explodes. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The [A] harmonic is played. _
The [D] skeleton _ [E] keys and the [A]
rain. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ And these [D] visions _ _ of [A] Johanna _ _ are [E] now _ all that [A] remain.
_ _ _ [D] _ [A] _ _ _ _
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[C] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ Thank you. _ _ _