Chords for Visions of Johanna (Alternate Take)
Tempo:
102.9 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
E
B
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A]
[E] [A]
Ain't it just like the night to [D] play tricks when you're trying to [A] be so quiet?
We sit here stranded, [D] though we're all doing our [A] best to deny it.
And [E] Louise holds a handful of rain, tempting you [A] to defy it.
[D] Lights flicker from the [Bm] opposite [A] loft.
[D] In this room the heat [A] pipes cough.
[D] The country music station plays [A] soft, but there's nothing, really nothing to [E] turn off.
Just [A] Louise and [D] her lover [E] so [A]
entwined.
[D] And these visions of [A] Johanna [E] that conquer my [A] mind.
In the empty lot where the ladies [D] play blind man's [E] bluff with the key chain.
And the all-night girls [D] whisper of [B] escapades [A] out on the D train.
We [E] can hear the night watchman clicking his flashlight asking himself if he's really insane.
[D]
Louise, she's alright, she's [A] just too near.
[D] Like silk, she seems like [A] the mirror.
But [Bm] she all just makes it too [A] concise and too clear that [E] Johanna's not here.
[A] There's ghosts of electricity [D] housed in the bones [A] of her face.
Where these [D] visions [A] of Johanna [E] have not taken my place.
Little boy lost, [D] he takes himself [A] so seriously.
Ghosts of his misery, [D] he likes to [B] live [A] dangerously.
And [E] when bringing her name up, he speaks of her farewell kiss [A] to me.
[D] He sure got a lot [A] of gall [D] to be so [B] useless and [A] all.
[Bm] Muttering small talk at [A] the wall while I'm in the [E] hall.
[Em]
[E] [A] Oh, how can I [D] explain it's so hard to [A] get on.
And [D] those visions of [A] Johanna had [E] kept me up past the [A] dawn.
Inside of the museums, [D] infinity [B] goes up [A] on trial.
Voices echo, this is what [D] salvation's like after a [A] while.
[E] Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues, you can tell that by the way she [A] smiles.
[D] See the primitive [A] wallflower freeze [D] when the jelly-faced women [A] sneeze.
[D] Hear the one with the [B] mustache say, [A] geez, I can't find my [E] knees.
[A] Jewels and binoculars [D] hang from the head [A] of the mule.
[D] But these visions of [A] Johanna make [E] it all seem so [A] cruel.
The fiddler now plays [D] for the countess who's pretending [A] to care for him.
He says, name me someone [D] that's not a parasite and I'll [A] say a prayer for him.
But [E] like Louise says, you can't look at much can you man as she [A] herself prepares for him.
[A]
[D] Madonna, she still has [A] not showed.
We [D] see the empty cage [A] now corrode.
Where [D] her cape of the stage once [A] had flowed.
[Bm] The peddler, he steps to [A] the road.
[D] Everything's [B] gone which [A] was old.
[D] He examines the night and [A] gives code.
[D] Still ridden on [B] a fish truck [A] that loads, my [E] conscience explodes.
[A] The harmonica's play, [D] the skeleton keys and [A] the rays.
And [D] these visions of [A] Johanna are [E] all that remain.
[A]
[D] All that remain.
[A] [E] [A]
[E] [A]
Ain't it just like the night to [D] play tricks when you're trying to [A] be so quiet?
We sit here stranded, [D] though we're all doing our [A] best to deny it.
And [E] Louise holds a handful of rain, tempting you [A] to defy it.
[D] Lights flicker from the [Bm] opposite [A] loft.
[D] In this room the heat [A] pipes cough.
[D] The country music station plays [A] soft, but there's nothing, really nothing to [E] turn off.
Just [A] Louise and [D] her lover [E] so [A]
entwined.
[D] And these visions of [A] Johanna [E] that conquer my [A] mind.
In the empty lot where the ladies [D] play blind man's [E] bluff with the key chain.
And the all-night girls [D] whisper of [B] escapades [A] out on the D train.
We [E] can hear the night watchman clicking his flashlight asking himself if he's really insane.
[D]
Louise, she's alright, she's [A] just too near.
[D] Like silk, she seems like [A] the mirror.
But [Bm] she all just makes it too [A] concise and too clear that [E] Johanna's not here.
[A] There's ghosts of electricity [D] housed in the bones [A] of her face.
Where these [D] visions [A] of Johanna [E] have not taken my place.
Little boy lost, [D] he takes himself [A] so seriously.
Ghosts of his misery, [D] he likes to [B] live [A] dangerously.
And [E] when bringing her name up, he speaks of her farewell kiss [A] to me.
[D] He sure got a lot [A] of gall [D] to be so [B] useless and [A] all.
[Bm] Muttering small talk at [A] the wall while I'm in the [E] hall.
[Em]
[E] [A] Oh, how can I [D] explain it's so hard to [A] get on.
And [D] those visions of [A] Johanna had [E] kept me up past the [A] dawn.
Inside of the museums, [D] infinity [B] goes up [A] on trial.
Voices echo, this is what [D] salvation's like after a [A] while.
[E] Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues, you can tell that by the way she [A] smiles.
[D] See the primitive [A] wallflower freeze [D] when the jelly-faced women [A] sneeze.
[D] Hear the one with the [B] mustache say, [A] geez, I can't find my [E] knees.
[A] Jewels and binoculars [D] hang from the head [A] of the mule.
[D] But these visions of [A] Johanna make [E] it all seem so [A] cruel.
The fiddler now plays [D] for the countess who's pretending [A] to care for him.
He says, name me someone [D] that's not a parasite and I'll [A] say a prayer for him.
But [E] like Louise says, you can't look at much can you man as she [A] herself prepares for him.
[A]
[D] Madonna, she still has [A] not showed.
We [D] see the empty cage [A] now corrode.
Where [D] her cape of the stage once [A] had flowed.
[Bm] The peddler, he steps to [A] the road.
[D] Everything's [B] gone which [A] was old.
[D] He examines the night and [A] gives code.
[D] Still ridden on [B] a fish truck [A] that loads, my [E] conscience explodes.
[A] The harmonica's play, [D] the skeleton keys and [A] the rays.
And [D] these visions of [A] Johanna are [E] all that remain.
[A]
[D] All that remain.
[A] [E] [A]
Key:
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Bm
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D
E
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Ain't it just like the night to [D] play tricks when you're trying to [A] be so quiet? _
_ _ _ _ We sit here stranded, [D] though we're all doing our [A] best to deny it.
_ _ _ And [E] Louise holds a handful of rain, tempting you [A] to defy it.
_ _ _ _ _ [D] Lights flicker from the [Bm] opposite [A] loft.
_ _ [D] In this room the heat [A] pipes cough.
_ [D] The country music station plays [A] soft, but there's nothing, really nothing to [E] turn off.
_ _ _ _ Just [A] Louise _ and [D] her lover [E] so [A]
entwined.
_ _ _ _ [D] And these visions _ of [A] Johanna _ _ [E] that conquer my [A] mind. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ In the empty lot where the ladies [D] play blind man's [E] bluff with the key chain.
_ _ _ _ And the all-night girls [D] whisper of [B] escapades [A] out on the D train.
_ _ _ We [E] can hear the night watchman clicking his flashlight asking himself if he's really _ insane.
_ _ _ [D]
Louise, she's alright, she's [A] just too near.
[D] Like silk, she seems like [A] the mirror.
But [Bm] she all just makes it too [A] concise and too clear that [E] Johanna's not here. _ _ _ _ _
[A] There's ghosts of electricity [D] housed in the bones [A] of her face. _ _ _ _
Where these [D] visions _ [A] of Johanna _ [E] have not taken my place. _ _
_ _ _ _ Little boy lost, [D] he takes himself [A] so seriously. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Ghosts of his misery, [D] he likes to [B] live [A] dangerously. _ _
_ _ _ And [E] when bringing her name up, he speaks of her farewell kiss [A] to me. _
_ _ _ _ [D] He sure got a lot [A] of gall _ [D] to be so [B] useless and [A] all.
_ _ _ [Bm] Muttering small talk at [A] the wall while I'm in the [E] hall.
_ [Em] _
_ _ [E] _ _ [A] Oh, how can I [D] explain it's so hard to [A] get on. _
_ _ _ And [D] those visions of [A] Johanna _ had [E] kept me up past the [A] dawn. _ _ _ _ _
Inside of the museums, [D] infinity [B] goes up [A] on trial. _ _ _ _ _
Voices echo, this is what [D] salvation's like after a [A] while. _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues, you can tell that by the way she [A] smiles. _ _ _ _ _
[D] See the primitive [A] wallflower freeze [D] when the jelly-faced women [A] sneeze. _ _
[D] Hear the one with the [B] mustache say, [A] geez, I can't find my [E] knees. _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ Jewels and binoculars [D] hang from the head [A] of the mule. _ _ _ _ _
[D] But these visions of [A] Johanna make [E] it all seem so [A] cruel. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The fiddler now plays [D] for the countess who's pretending [A] to care for him. _ _ _ _
He says, name me someone [D] that's not a parasite and I'll [A] say a prayer for him. _ _ _
But [E] like Louise says, you can't look at much can you man as she [A] herself prepares for him.
_ _ [A] _
_ [D] Madonna, she still has [A] not showed.
We [D] see the empty cage [A] now corrode. _
Where [D] her cape of the stage once [A] had flowed.
[Bm] The peddler, he steps to [A] the road. _ _
_ [D] Everything's [B] gone which [A] was old.
[D] He examines the night and [A] gives code. _
[D] Still ridden on [B] a fish truck [A] that loads, my [E] conscience explodes. _ _ _
[A] The _ harmonica's play, [D] the skeleton keys and [A] the rays. _ _ _ _
And [D] these visions of [A] Johanna _ are [E] all that remain.
[A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] All that remain.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Ain't it just like the night to [D] play tricks when you're trying to [A] be so quiet? _
_ _ _ _ We sit here stranded, [D] though we're all doing our [A] best to deny it.
_ _ _ And [E] Louise holds a handful of rain, tempting you [A] to defy it.
_ _ _ _ _ [D] Lights flicker from the [Bm] opposite [A] loft.
_ _ [D] In this room the heat [A] pipes cough.
_ [D] The country music station plays [A] soft, but there's nothing, really nothing to [E] turn off.
_ _ _ _ Just [A] Louise _ and [D] her lover [E] so [A]
entwined.
_ _ _ _ [D] And these visions _ of [A] Johanna _ _ [E] that conquer my [A] mind. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ In the empty lot where the ladies [D] play blind man's [E] bluff with the key chain.
_ _ _ _ And the all-night girls [D] whisper of [B] escapades [A] out on the D train.
_ _ _ We [E] can hear the night watchman clicking his flashlight asking himself if he's really _ insane.
_ _ _ [D]
Louise, she's alright, she's [A] just too near.
[D] Like silk, she seems like [A] the mirror.
But [Bm] she all just makes it too [A] concise and too clear that [E] Johanna's not here. _ _ _ _ _
[A] There's ghosts of electricity [D] housed in the bones [A] of her face. _ _ _ _
Where these [D] visions _ [A] of Johanna _ [E] have not taken my place. _ _
_ _ _ _ Little boy lost, [D] he takes himself [A] so seriously. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Ghosts of his misery, [D] he likes to [B] live [A] dangerously. _ _
_ _ _ And [E] when bringing her name up, he speaks of her farewell kiss [A] to me. _
_ _ _ _ [D] He sure got a lot [A] of gall _ [D] to be so [B] useless and [A] all.
_ _ _ [Bm] Muttering small talk at [A] the wall while I'm in the [E] hall.
_ [Em] _
_ _ [E] _ _ [A] Oh, how can I [D] explain it's so hard to [A] get on. _
_ _ _ And [D] those visions of [A] Johanna _ had [E] kept me up past the [A] dawn. _ _ _ _ _
Inside of the museums, [D] infinity [B] goes up [A] on trial. _ _ _ _ _
Voices echo, this is what [D] salvation's like after a [A] while. _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues, you can tell that by the way she [A] smiles. _ _ _ _ _
[D] See the primitive [A] wallflower freeze [D] when the jelly-faced women [A] sneeze. _ _
[D] Hear the one with the [B] mustache say, [A] geez, I can't find my [E] knees. _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ Jewels and binoculars [D] hang from the head [A] of the mule. _ _ _ _ _
[D] But these visions of [A] Johanna make [E] it all seem so [A] cruel. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The fiddler now plays [D] for the countess who's pretending [A] to care for him. _ _ _ _
He says, name me someone [D] that's not a parasite and I'll [A] say a prayer for him. _ _ _
But [E] like Louise says, you can't look at much can you man as she [A] herself prepares for him.
_ _ [A] _
_ [D] Madonna, she still has [A] not showed.
We [D] see the empty cage [A] now corrode. _
Where [D] her cape of the stage once [A] had flowed.
[Bm] The peddler, he steps to [A] the road. _ _
_ [D] Everything's [B] gone which [A] was old.
[D] He examines the night and [A] gives code. _
[D] Still ridden on [B] a fish truck [A] that loads, my [E] conscience explodes. _ _ _
[A] The _ harmonica's play, [D] the skeleton keys and [A] the rays. _ _ _ _
And [D] these visions of [A] Johanna _ are [E] all that remain.
[A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] All that remain.
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _