Visions Of Johanna Chords

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 Ain't itA just like the night to playD tricks when you're E7tryin' to be so Aquiet?

 We sit here stranded, though we're allD doin' our E7best to denyA it

 And LouiEse holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to deAfy it

 Lights flDicker from the opposite lAoft

 In tDhis room the heat pipes just coAugh

 The cDountry music station plays soft

ABut there's nothing, really nothing to turn oE7ff

 Just LouiAse and her Dlover E7so enAtwined

 And these visionsD of JohannaA that E7conquer my mind.A D A

 In the empty Alot where the ladies playD blind man's E7bluff with the Akey chain

 And the allnight girls, they whiDsper of escapaE7des out on the "D"A train

 We can hEear the night watchman click his flashlight

  Ask himself if it's him or them that's realy inAsane

 LouDise, she's allright, she's just nAear

 She's dDelicate and seems like theA mirror

 But she just mDakes it all too concice and too clear

AThat Johanna's not here E7

 The Aghost of 'lectricity Dhowls in the bE7ones of her Aface

 Where these visionsD of JohannaA have now E7taken my place.A D A

 Now, Alittle boy lost, he takDes himself so E7seriousAly

 He brags of his misery, he likesD to live E7dangerouslyA

 And when briEnging her name up He speaks of a farewell kiss to Ame

 He's sDure got a lotta Agall

 to Dbe so useless and Aall

 MutterDing small talk at the wall

A while I'm in the E7hall

 How can AI explain? Oh, Dit's so hE7ard to get Aon

 And these visionsD of JohannaA, they kept me E7up past the dawn.A D A

 InsAide the museums,D Infinity gE7oes up on Atrial

 Voices echo this is what salDvation must be E7like after a whilAe

 But Mona ELisa musta had the highway blues You can tell by the way she Asmiles

 See the pDrimitive wallflower frAeeze

 When the jeDllyfaced women all snAeeze

 Hear the Done with the mustache say, "JAeeze, I can't find my knees" E7

 Oh, jAewels and binoculars hDang from the hE7ead of the mAule

 But these visions oDf Johanna tAhey make iE7t all seem so cAruel. D A

 The pAeddler now speaks to the coDuntess who's preteE7nding to cAare for him

Sayin' "Name me someone that's not a parasite

D and I'll go outE7 and say a prayerA 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 MaDdonna, she still has not shoAwed

 We see this eDmpty cage now corroDde

 Where her cDape of the stage once had flAowed

 The fiddler, Dhe now steps to the rAoad

 He writes Dev'rything's been returned which was Aowed

 On the backD of the fish truck that loadsA While my conscience expE7lodes

 The harmAonicas play the sDkeleton Ekeys and the Arain

 And these visionsD of JohannaA are now E7all that reAmain.