Song | Visions Of Johanna |
Artist | Bob Dylan |
Album | The Bootleg Series, Vol. 4: Bob Dylan Live, 1966: The |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Dylan |
[00:02.07] | Visions of johanna |
[00:04.07] | Bob Dylan |
[00:04.82] | |
[00:11.39] | Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet? |
[00:17.39] | |
[00:21.83] | We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it |
[00:27.77] | |
[00:31.95] | And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it |
[00:38.45] | |
[00:42.32] | Lights flicker from the opposite loft |
[00:46.19] | |
[00:48.38] | In this room the heat pipes just cough |
[00:51.26] | |
[00:53.94] | The country music station plays soft |
[00:56.20] | |
[00:57.82] | But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off |
[01:00.69] | |
[01:07.82] | Just Louise and her lover so entwined |
[01:13.57] | |
[01:18.26] | And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind |
[01:26.51] | |
[01:39.27] | In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain |
[01:45.46] | |
[01:49.64] | And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train |
[01:55.54] | |
[01:59.36] | We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight |
[02:02.61] | |
[02:03.49] | Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane |
[02:06.61] | |
[02:09.29] | Louise, she's all right, she's just near |
[02:12.11] | |
[02:14.80] | She's delicate and seems like the mirror |
[02:17.23] | |
[02:19.49] | But she just makes it all too concise and too clear |
[02:22.29] | |
[02:23.42] | That Johanna's not here |
[02:24.61] | |
[02:32.24] | The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face |
[02:38.80] | |
[02:42.92] | Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place |
[02:51.61] | |
[03:01.42] | Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously |
[03:04.86] | |
[03:09.74] | He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously |
[03:13.73] | |
[03:18.05] | And when bringing her name up |
[03:20.29] | |
[03:20.92] | He speaks of a farewell kiss to me |
[03:23.42] | |
[03:27.42] | He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all |
[03:34.23] | |
[03:37.17] | Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall |
[03:42.73] | |
[03:46.29] | How can I explain? |
[03:48.98] | |
[03:50.67] | Oh, it's so hard to get on |
[03:53.36] | |
[03:57.92] | And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn |
[04:05.80] | |
[04:18.05] | Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial |
[04:22.29] | |
[04:25.54] | Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while |
[04:30.85] | |
[04:35.79] | But Mona Lisa must had the highway blues |
[04:37.92] | |
[04:39.61] | You can tell by the way she smiles |
[04:41.92] | |
[04:45.79] | See the primitive wallflower freeze |
[04:47.98] | |
[04:51.36] | When the jelly-faced women all sneeze |
[04:53.80] | |
[04:56.73] | Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeeze |
[04:58.67] | |
[05:00.35] | I can't find my knees" |
[05:01.67] | |
[05:06.35] | Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule |
[05:11.16] | |
[05:16.85] | But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel |
[05:23.55] | |
[05:35.75] | The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him |
[05:42.37] | |
[05:43.68] | Sayin', "Name me someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him" |
[05:50.06] | |
[05:53.88] | But like Louise always says |
[05:56.24] | "Ya can't look at much, can ya man?" |
[05:57.93] | |
[06:00.62] | As she, herself, prepares for him |
[06:01.87] | |
[06:03.81] | And Madonna, she still has not showed |
[06:06.06] | |
[06:09.18] | We see this empty cage now corrode |
[06:14.31] | Where her cape of the stage once had flowed |
[06:16.68] | |
[06:18.69] | The fiddler, he now steps to the road |
[06:21.24] | |
[06:23.25] | He writes ev'rything's been returned which was owed |
[06:26.63] | |
[06:28.49] | On the back of the fish truck that loads |
[06:31.56] | |
[06:32.93] | While my conscience explodes |
[06:34.44] | |
[06:38.74] | The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain |
[06:44.30] | |
[06:49.24] | And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Dylan |
[00:02.07] | Visions of johanna |
[00:04.07] | Bob Dylan |
[00:04.82] | |
[00:11.39] | Ain' t it just like the night to play tricks when you' re tryin' to be so quiet? |
[00:17.39] | |
[00:21.83] | We sit here stranded, though we' re all doin' our best to deny it |
[00:27.77] | |
[00:31.95] | And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it |
[00:38.45] | |
[00:42.32] | Lights flicker from the opposite loft |
[00:46.19] | |
[00:48.38] | In this room the heat pipes just cough |
[00:51.26] | |
[00:53.94] | The country music station plays soft |
[00:56.20] | |
[00:57.82] | But there' s nothing, really nothing to turn off |
[01:00.69] | |
[01:07.82] | Just Louise and her lover so entwined |
[01:13.57] | |
[01:18.26] | And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind |
[01:26.51] | |
[01:39.27] | In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman' s bluff with the key chain |
[01:45.46] | |
[01:49.64] | And the allnight girls they whisper of escapades out on the " D" train |
[01:55.54] | |
[01:59.36] | We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight |
[02:02.61] | |
[02:03.49] | Ask himself if it' s him or them that' s really insane |
[02:06.61] | |
[02:09.29] | Louise, she' s all right, she' s just near |
[02:12.11] | |
[02:14.80] | She' s delicate and seems like the mirror |
[02:17.23] | |
[02:19.49] | But she just makes it all too concise and too clear |
[02:22.29] | |
[02:23.42] | That Johanna' s not here |
[02:24.61] | |
[02:32.24] | The ghost of ' lectricity howls in the bones of her face |
[02:38.80] | |
[02:42.92] | Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place |
[02:51.61] | |
[03:01.42] | Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously |
[03:04.86] | |
[03:09.74] | He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously |
[03:13.73] | |
[03:18.05] | And when bringing her name up |
[03:20.29] | |
[03:20.92] | He speaks of a farewell kiss to me |
[03:23.42] | |
[03:27.42] | He' s sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all |
[03:34.23] | |
[03:37.17] | Muttering small talk at the wall while I' m in the hall |
[03:42.73] | |
[03:46.29] | How can I explain? |
[03:48.98] | |
[03:50.67] | Oh, it' s so hard to get on |
[03:53.36] | |
[03:57.92] | And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn |
[04:05.80] | |
[04:18.05] | Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial |
[04:22.29] | |
[04:25.54] | Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while |
[04:30.85] | |
[04:35.79] | But Mona Lisa must had the highway blues |
[04:37.92] | |
[04:39.61] | You can tell by the way she smiles |
[04:41.92] | |
[04:45.79] | See the primitive wallflower freeze |
[04:47.98] | |
[04:51.36] | When the jellyfaced women all sneeze |
[04:53.80] | |
[04:56.73] | Hear the one with the mustache say, " Jeeze |
[04:58.67] | |
[05:00.35] | I can' t find my knees" |
[05:01.67] | |
[05:06.35] | Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule |
[05:11.16] | |
[05:16.85] | But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel |
[05:23.55] | |
[05:35.75] | The peddler now speaks to the countess who' s pretending to care for him |
[05:42.37] | |
[05:43.68] | Sayin', " Name me someone that' s not a parasite and I' ll go out and say a prayer for him" |
[05:50.06] | |
[05:53.88] | But like Louise always says |
[05:56.24] | " Ya can' t look at much, can ya man?" |
[05:57.93] | |
[06:00.62] | As she, herself, prepares for him |
[06:01.87] | |
[06:03.81] | And Madonna, she still has not showed |
[06:06.06] | |
[06:09.18] | We see this empty cage now corrode |
[06:14.31] | Where her cape of the stage once had flowed |
[06:16.68] | |
[06:18.69] | The fiddler, he now steps to the road |
[06:21.24] | |
[06:23.25] | He writes ev' rything' s been returned which was owed |
[06:26.63] | |
[06:28.49] | On the back of the fish truck that loads |
[06:31.56] | |
[06:32.93] | While my conscience explodes |
[06:34.44] | |
[06:38.74] | The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain |
[06:44.30] | |
[06:49.24] | And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Dylan |
[00:02.07] | Visions of johanna |
[00:04.07] | Bob Dylan |
[00:04.82] | |
[00:11.39] | Ain' t it just like the night to play tricks when you' re tryin' to be so quiet? |
[00:17.39] | |
[00:21.83] | We sit here stranded, though we' re all doin' our best to deny it |
[00:27.77] | |
[00:31.95] | And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it |
[00:38.45] | |
[00:42.32] | Lights flicker from the opposite loft |
[00:46.19] | |
[00:48.38] | In this room the heat pipes just cough |
[00:51.26] | |
[00:53.94] | The country music station plays soft |
[00:56.20] | |
[00:57.82] | But there' s nothing, really nothing to turn off |
[01:00.69] | |
[01:07.82] | Just Louise and her lover so entwined |
[01:13.57] | |
[01:18.26] | And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind |
[01:26.51] | |
[01:39.27] | In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman' s bluff with the key chain |
[01:45.46] | |
[01:49.64] | And the allnight girls they whisper of escapades out on the " D" train |
[01:55.54] | |
[01:59.36] | We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight |
[02:02.61] | |
[02:03.49] | Ask himself if it' s him or them that' s really insane |
[02:06.61] | |
[02:09.29] | Louise, she' s all right, she' s just near |
[02:12.11] | |
[02:14.80] | She' s delicate and seems like the mirror |
[02:17.23] | |
[02:19.49] | But she just makes it all too concise and too clear |
[02:22.29] | |
[02:23.42] | That Johanna' s not here |
[02:24.61] | |
[02:32.24] | The ghost of ' lectricity howls in the bones of her face |
[02:38.80] | |
[02:42.92] | Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place |
[02:51.61] | |
[03:01.42] | Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously |
[03:04.86] | |
[03:09.74] | He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously |
[03:13.73] | |
[03:18.05] | And when bringing her name up |
[03:20.29] | |
[03:20.92] | He speaks of a farewell kiss to me |
[03:23.42] | |
[03:27.42] | He' s sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all |
[03:34.23] | |
[03:37.17] | Muttering small talk at the wall while I' m in the hall |
[03:42.73] | |
[03:46.29] | How can I explain? |
[03:48.98] | |
[03:50.67] | Oh, it' s so hard to get on |
[03:53.36] | |
[03:57.92] | And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn |
[04:05.80] | |
[04:18.05] | Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial |
[04:22.29] | |
[04:25.54] | Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while |
[04:30.85] | |
[04:35.79] | But Mona Lisa must had the highway blues |
[04:37.92] | |
[04:39.61] | You can tell by the way she smiles |
[04:41.92] | |
[04:45.79] | See the primitive wallflower freeze |
[04:47.98] | |
[04:51.36] | When the jellyfaced women all sneeze |
[04:53.80] | |
[04:56.73] | Hear the one with the mustache say, " Jeeze |
[04:58.67] | |
[05:00.35] | I can' t find my knees" |
[05:01.67] | |
[05:06.35] | Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule |
[05:11.16] | |
[05:16.85] | But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel |
[05:23.55] | |
[05:35.75] | The peddler now speaks to the countess who' s pretending to care for him |
[05:42.37] | |
[05:43.68] | Sayin', " Name me someone that' s not a parasite and I' ll go out and say a prayer for him" |
[05:50.06] | |
[05:53.88] | But like Louise always says |
[05:56.24] | " Ya can' t look at much, can ya man?" |
[05:57.93] | |
[06:00.62] | As she, herself, prepares for him |
[06:01.87] | |
[06:03.81] | And Madonna, she still has not showed |
[06:06.06] | |
[06:09.18] | We see this empty cage now corrode |
[06:14.31] | Where her cape of the stage once had flowed |
[06:16.68] | |
[06:18.69] | The fiddler, he now steps to the road |
[06:21.24] | |
[06:23.25] | He writes ev' rything' s been returned which was owed |
[06:26.63] | |
[06:28.49] | On the back of the fish truck that loads |
[06:31.56] | |
[06:32.93] | While my conscience explodes |
[06:34.44] | |
[06:38.74] | The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain |
[06:44.30] | |
[06:49.24] | And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain |