Visions of Johanna

Visions of Johanna Portsmouth UK, Summer 2000 The NeverEnding Tour Visions of Johanna words and music by Bob Dylan Ain t it just like the night to play tricks when you re tryin to be so quiet We sit here stranded, though we re all doin our best to deny it And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin you to defy it Lights flicker from the opposite loft In this room the heat pipes just cough The country music station plays soft But there s nothing, really nothing to turn off Just Louise and her lover so entwined And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind In the empty loft where the ladies play blindman s bluff with the key chain And the allnight girls they whisper of escapades out on the D train We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight Ask himself if it