A Girl Called Johnny

I remember Johnny, hey! Johnny come lately I remember her shoes, like a ballerina A girl called Johnny, who Changed her name when she Discovered her choice was to change Or to be changed I remember a girl called Johnny Black as hell, and white as a ghost "Don't talk about life or death" She said, "I've had enough of both" A girl called Johnny, who was not scared They would have torn her to pieces, but Who would dare? I remember a girl called Johnny The train came to town, boy she got on it Without looking back, there was barely a word If she said goodbye, well I never heard But the noise goes on The noise, the jazz Truth is in somebody else's hands And the house that a girl called Johnny built Is now just so much ashes and sand Ashes and sand Ashes and sand Ashes and sand