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Visions of Johanna

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Bob Dylan

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Dificuldade: medio | Estilo: folk | Sentimento: introspectiva, melancolica | Ocasião: ensaio, show, bar | Tags: folk, acoustico, violao, medio, introspectiva, bob dylan

"Visions of Johanna", com credito para Bob Dylan. Essa gravacao aparece relacionada ao lancamento "You May Call Me Zimmy" (ano 1997, pais US,

status Bootleg). Bob Dylan, nascido Robert Allen Zimmerman é um cantor, compositor, escritor, ator, pintor e artista visual norte-americano, e uma importante figura na cultura popular há mais de sessenta anos. Grande parte do seu trabalho mais célebre data da década de 1960, quando canções como "Blowin' in the Wind" (1963) e "The Times They Are a Changin'" (1964) se tornaram hinos dos movimentos pelos direitos civis e de oposição à Guerra do Vietnã. Suas letras durante esse período incorporaram uma ampla gama de influências políticas, sociais, filosóficas e literárias, desafiaram as convenções da música pop e apelaram à crescente contracultura. Por conta disso, a música folk, na cultura norte-americana, atingiu o auge de popularidade nas décadas de 1950 e 1960 e Bob Dylan incorporou as tensões dessa época da melhor forma, com foco nos detalhes e humor. "Visions of Johanna" é uma canção escrita pelo músico norte-americano Bob Dylan e lançada em seu álbum Blonde on Blonde, de 1966. Vários críticos aclamaram a música como uma de suas maiores realizações como compositor, elogiando a alusividade e a sutileza da linguagem. A revista Rolling Stone a incluiu em sua lista das 500 Maiores Canções de Todos os Tempos. Em 1999, Sir Andrew Motion, poeta laureado do Reino Unido, a listou como sua candidata para a maior letra de música já escrita.

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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

A                          D                 E7        A
The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him

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Typed by  Petter Larsson , larpe@nts.mh.se

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. ------- Typed by Petter Larsson , larpe@nts.mh.se

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