Lyrics Hawksley Workman

Hawksley Workman

No More Named Johnny

No More Named Johnny

No more named Johnny

Ive been broken too much before

The girls are on display in the window

And the boys are in the freezer room

Ive been crushed by too many Johnnys

And I never want to hear that name

There's a fist full of flowers in the window

That you gave me when I got off the plane

Youve been chasing me

Falling down those spring fed wells

Before farewells

Oh those fond farewells

Oh they get us every time

No more named Johnny

Ive been standing in the rain since June

I wound up my watch till I broke the springs

Now I'll never have the time for you

Youre a cold and lonely Johnny

Do you ever drive an ice cream truck

Off the highway to a clear cut track

To that dirty place where we got stuck?

You can be sure I'll never whisper that word