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Though there's certainly a fine line, dividing the 'Saddest song you ever heard' from 'Songs that can make you cry' – two, nominally competing threads in this forum – at least for me since, I believe, on the eve of the holiday, celebrating the life and work of the late Dr Martin Luther King, Jr, as much as crying is a valid release of emotions, it ultimately gets you nowhere, here's a cheerful, little ditty from 1983 that nevertheless takes a cold view of a situation that still affects us all, not just as gay people, but also as human beings…
A Girl, Called Johnny The Waterboys
'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'd 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/And the truth is in/Somebody else's hands/And the house that a girl/Called Johnny, built is now/Just so much ashes and sand…'
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