Chords for Visions of Johanna
Tempo:
96.55 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
E
F#m
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] [E]
[A] Ain't it just like a night [D] to play tricks when you're [A] trying to be quiet?
While we all sit here [D] stranded, we're all doing our [A] best to deny it.
[E] Louise holds a handful of rain, tempting [A] you to defy it.
[D] Lights flicker from the [A] opposite loft.
[D] In this room, the heat pipes [A] just cough.
[D] And the country station [A] plays soft, but [E] there's nothing, really [A] nothing to turn [E] off.
[A] Just Louise [D] and her lover, her [A] soul in prime.
[D] And these visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] that conquer my [A] mind.
[E]
[A] [E] In the [A] empty lot where the [D] ladies play, [E] blind [A] man's bluff with the key chain.
[E] And the all [A]-night girls whisper, el [E]-escapades out [A] on the D train.
[E] The night [A] watchman clicks his flashlight [E] and wonders [A] just who is insane.
[D]
Louise, she's all right, [A] she's just near.
[D]
She's delicate, it [A] seems like veneer.
[D] But she makes it concise [A] and too clear that [E] Johanna's not here.
Ah, the ghost of [D] electricity [E] howls in the bones of [A] her face.
[D]
These visions of [F#m] Johanna [E] have not [A] taken my place.
[E] [A]
Oh, little boy lost, [D] he [E] takes himself [A] seriously.
Oh, he brags of his misery, [D] he [E] likes to live [A] dangerously.
And in bringing her [E] name up, he speaks of a farewell [A] kiss to me.
[D] Boy, he sure got a [A] lot of gall to [D] be so [A] useless and all.
[D] Uttering small talk [A] at the wall while [E] I'm in [A] the hall.
[E] [A] Oh, how can I [D] explain it?
It's so [A] hard to get on.
[D] These visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] kept me up past [A] the dawn.
[E] [B]
[A] Inside the [D] museum, infinity [A] goes up on trial.
Voices echo, so this [D] is what salvation's [A] like after a while.
[E] Mona Lisa had the highway blues, you can [A] tell by her smile.
[D] See the primitive [A] wallflower freeze.
[D] And the jelly-faced women [A] all sneeze.
[D] And the one with the [A] mustache says, geez, I can't [E] find my knees.
[A] Oh, jewels and [D] binoculars hang from the [A] hair of a mule.
[D] These visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] make it all seem [A] so cruel.
[C#m]
[E] [A] Well, the peddler now speaks to the [E] countess, who's pretending to care for him.
He says, name me [D] someone not a [E] parasite, I'll [A] go out and pray for him.
But [E] like Louise always says, you can't look at much, can [A] you?
She herself prepares for him.
[D] My Madonna, she still [A] has much show.
[D] This empty cage [A] now corrodes.
[D] Where the cape of the sage [A] once had flowed.
[D] The fiddler [A] now steps to the road.
He [D] writes, all's been repaid, it [A] was old.
On [D] the back of a fish truck [A] that loathes my [E] countenance [A] exposed.
[E] [A] The harmonicas [D] play, the skeleton [A] keys in array.
[D] These visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] are now all [A] that remain.
[D] Yes, these visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] are now all that [A] remain.
[A] Ain't it just like a night [D] to play tricks when you're [A] trying to be quiet?
While we all sit here [D] stranded, we're all doing our [A] best to deny it.
[E] Louise holds a handful of rain, tempting [A] you to defy it.
[D] Lights flicker from the [A] opposite loft.
[D] In this room, the heat pipes [A] just cough.
[D] And the country station [A] plays soft, but [E] there's nothing, really [A] nothing to turn [E] off.
[A] Just Louise [D] and her lover, her [A] soul in prime.
[D] And these visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] that conquer my [A] mind.
[E]
[A] [E] In the [A] empty lot where the [D] ladies play, [E] blind [A] man's bluff with the key chain.
[E] And the all [A]-night girls whisper, el [E]-escapades out [A] on the D train.
[E] The night [A] watchman clicks his flashlight [E] and wonders [A] just who is insane.
[D]
Louise, she's all right, [A] she's just near.
[D]
She's delicate, it [A] seems like veneer.
[D] But she makes it concise [A] and too clear that [E] Johanna's not here.
Ah, the ghost of [D] electricity [E] howls in the bones of [A] her face.
[D]
These visions of [F#m] Johanna [E] have not [A] taken my place.
[E] [A]
Oh, little boy lost, [D] he [E] takes himself [A] seriously.
Oh, he brags of his misery, [D] he [E] likes to live [A] dangerously.
And in bringing her [E] name up, he speaks of a farewell [A] kiss to me.
[D] Boy, he sure got a [A] lot of gall to [D] be so [A] useless and all.
[D] Uttering small talk [A] at the wall while [E] I'm in [A] the hall.
[E] [A] Oh, how can I [D] explain it?
It's so [A] hard to get on.
[D] These visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] kept me up past [A] the dawn.
[E] [B]
[A] Inside the [D] museum, infinity [A] goes up on trial.
Voices echo, so this [D] is what salvation's [A] like after a while.
[E] Mona Lisa had the highway blues, you can [A] tell by her smile.
[D] See the primitive [A] wallflower freeze.
[D] And the jelly-faced women [A] all sneeze.
[D] And the one with the [A] mustache says, geez, I can't [E] find my knees.
[A] Oh, jewels and [D] binoculars hang from the [A] hair of a mule.
[D] These visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] make it all seem [A] so cruel.
[C#m]
[E] [A] Well, the peddler now speaks to the [E] countess, who's pretending to care for him.
He says, name me [D] someone not a [E] parasite, I'll [A] go out and pray for him.
But [E] like Louise always says, you can't look at much, can [A] you?
She herself prepares for him.
[D] My Madonna, she still [A] has much show.
[D] This empty cage [A] now corrodes.
[D] Where the cape of the sage [A] once had flowed.
[D] The fiddler [A] now steps to the road.
He [D] writes, all's been repaid, it [A] was old.
On [D] the back of a fish truck [A] that loathes my [E] countenance [A] exposed.
[E] [A] The harmonicas [D] play, the skeleton [A] keys in array.
[D] These visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] are now all [A] that remain.
[D] Yes, these visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] are now all that [A] remain.
Key:
A
D
E
F#m
B
A
D
E
_ _ _ [E] _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _
[A] Ain't it just like a night [D] to play tricks when you're [A] trying to be quiet? _ _ _
While we all sit here [D] stranded, we're all doing our [A] best to deny it. _ _ _
[E] Louise holds a handful of rain, tempting [A] you to defy it. _ _ _
[D] Lights flicker from the [A] opposite loft. _
[D] In this room, the heat pipes [A] just cough.
[D] And the country station [A] plays soft, but [E] there's nothing, really [A] nothing to turn [E] off. _
[A] Just Louise [D] and her lover, her [A] soul in prime. _ _ _
[D] And these visions [F#m] of Johanna _ [E] that conquer my [A] mind.
_ _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ [E] _ In the [A] empty lot where the [D] ladies play, [E] blind [A] man's bluff with the key chain.
_ _ [E] And the all [A]-night girls whisper, el [E]-escapades out [A] on the D train.
_ _ [E] The night [A] watchman clicks his flashlight [E] and wonders [A] just who is insane.
_ _ _ _ [D]
Louise, she's all right, [A] she's just near.
_ [D]
She's delicate, it [A] seems like veneer.
[D] But she makes it concise [A] and too clear that [E] Johanna's not here.
_ _ _ Ah, the ghost of [D] electricity [E] howls in the bones of [A] her face.
_ _ _ [D]
These visions of [F#m] Johanna [E] have not [A] taken my place. _
_ _ _ [E] _ [A] _ _
_ _ Oh, little boy lost, [D] he [E] takes himself [A] seriously. _ _
_ _ Oh, he brags of his misery, [D] he [E] likes to live [A] dangerously. _
_ _ And in bringing her [E] name up, he speaks of a farewell [A] kiss to me. _
_ _ _ [D] Boy, he sure got a [A] lot of gall to [D] be so [A] useless and all.
_ [D] Uttering small talk [A] at the wall while [E] I'm in [A] the hall. _
[E] _ _ [A] Oh, how can I [D] explain it?
It's so [A] hard to get on. _
_ _ [D] These visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] kept me up past [A] the dawn. _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[A] Inside the [D] museum, infinity [A] goes up on trial. _ _ _
Voices echo, so this [D] is what salvation's [A] like after a while. _ _ _
[E] Mona Lisa had the highway blues, you can [A] tell by her smile. _ _ _ _
[D] See the primitive [A] wallflower freeze.
[D] And the jelly-faced women [A] all sneeze.
[D] And the one with the [A] mustache says, geez, I can't [E] find my knees. _
[A] Oh, jewels and [D] binoculars hang from the [A] hair of a mule. _ _ _
[D] These visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] make it all seem [A] so cruel. _
_ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _
[E] _ _ [A] Well, the peddler now speaks to the [E] countess, who's pretending to care for him.
_ _ He says, name me [D] someone not a [E] parasite, I'll [A] go out and pray for him.
_ But [E] like Louise always says, you can't look at much, can [A] you?
She herself prepares for him.
_ _ [D] My Madonna, she still [A] has much show.
[D] This empty cage [A] now corrodes.
[D] Where the cape of the sage [A] once had flowed.
[D] The fiddler [A] now steps to the road.
He [D] writes, all's been repaid, it [A] was old.
On [D] the back of a fish truck [A] that loathes my [E] countenance [A] exposed. _
[E] _ _ [A] The harmonicas [D] play, the skeleton [A] keys in array. _
_ _ _ [D] These visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] are now all [A] that remain. _ _ _
[D] Yes, these visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] are now all that [A] remain. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
[A] Ain't it just like a night [D] to play tricks when you're [A] trying to be quiet? _ _ _
While we all sit here [D] stranded, we're all doing our [A] best to deny it. _ _ _
[E] Louise holds a handful of rain, tempting [A] you to defy it. _ _ _
[D] Lights flicker from the [A] opposite loft. _
[D] In this room, the heat pipes [A] just cough.
[D] And the country station [A] plays soft, but [E] there's nothing, really [A] nothing to turn [E] off. _
[A] Just Louise [D] and her lover, her [A] soul in prime. _ _ _
[D] And these visions [F#m] of Johanna _ [E] that conquer my [A] mind.
_ _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ [E] _ In the [A] empty lot where the [D] ladies play, [E] blind [A] man's bluff with the key chain.
_ _ [E] And the all [A]-night girls whisper, el [E]-escapades out [A] on the D train.
_ _ [E] The night [A] watchman clicks his flashlight [E] and wonders [A] just who is insane.
_ _ _ _ [D]
Louise, she's all right, [A] she's just near.
_ [D]
She's delicate, it [A] seems like veneer.
[D] But she makes it concise [A] and too clear that [E] Johanna's not here.
_ _ _ Ah, the ghost of [D] electricity [E] howls in the bones of [A] her face.
_ _ _ [D]
These visions of [F#m] Johanna [E] have not [A] taken my place. _
_ _ _ [E] _ [A] _ _
_ _ Oh, little boy lost, [D] he [E] takes himself [A] seriously. _ _
_ _ Oh, he brags of his misery, [D] he [E] likes to live [A] dangerously. _
_ _ And in bringing her [E] name up, he speaks of a farewell [A] kiss to me. _
_ _ _ [D] Boy, he sure got a [A] lot of gall to [D] be so [A] useless and all.
_ [D] Uttering small talk [A] at the wall while [E] I'm in [A] the hall. _
[E] _ _ [A] Oh, how can I [D] explain it?
It's so [A] hard to get on. _
_ _ [D] These visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] kept me up past [A] the dawn. _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[A] Inside the [D] museum, infinity [A] goes up on trial. _ _ _
Voices echo, so this [D] is what salvation's [A] like after a while. _ _ _
[E] Mona Lisa had the highway blues, you can [A] tell by her smile. _ _ _ _
[D] See the primitive [A] wallflower freeze.
[D] And the jelly-faced women [A] all sneeze.
[D] And the one with the [A] mustache says, geez, I can't [E] find my knees. _
[A] Oh, jewels and [D] binoculars hang from the [A] hair of a mule. _ _ _
[D] These visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] make it all seem [A] so cruel. _
_ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _
[E] _ _ [A] Well, the peddler now speaks to the [E] countess, who's pretending to care for him.
_ _ He says, name me [D] someone not a [E] parasite, I'll [A] go out and pray for him.
_ But [E] like Louise always says, you can't look at much, can [A] you?
She herself prepares for him.
_ _ [D] My Madonna, she still [A] has much show.
[D] This empty cage [A] now corrodes.
[D] Where the cape of the sage [A] once had flowed.
[D] The fiddler [A] now steps to the road.
He [D] writes, all's been repaid, it [A] was old.
On [D] the back of a fish truck [A] that loathes my [E] countenance [A] exposed. _
[E] _ _ [A] The harmonicas [D] play, the skeleton [A] keys in array. _
_ _ _ [D] These visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] are now all [A] that remain. _ _ _
[D] Yes, these visions [F#m] of Johanna [E] are now all that [A] remain. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _