Let me tell you all a story 'bout a girl named Joan When she was three she thought try to tie her shoe Her Momma said, "I'll you how!" She her Mom aside "I'll do it alone," said Lonesome And her laces stayed
Oh, Lonesome Joan, Lonesome Felt she had to do alone She said, "I need no help, I can do it by myself" Oh, Lonesome, Joan
Well, she got a little older -- thought she'd learn to and write Her tried to help her yelled, "Get out of my sight!" So she never learned to write her name or even a book And all alone she never learned to or skate or count or cook
Oh, Lonesome Joan, Lonesome she had to do everything alone She said, "I don't no help, I can do it by myself" Oh, Lonesome, Joan
Well, time went by and Joan grew old as sometimes will When Joan was 81 years old, she met a named Lil Lil said, "Joan, it's ridiculous the things that you can't do! Joan, you're an 80 old woman -- Time you learn to tie your shoe!"
Oh, Lonesome, Joan You have to do everything alone You can use a help Don't have to do it by Oh, Lonesome, Joan
So Lil taught Joan to read and and tie her shoe and more And Joan to the happy age of a hundred and forty four So be sure you a lesson From old girl, Lonesome Joan When you're trying for the time, You don't have to try
Oh, Lonesome Joan, Lonesome You don't to do everything alone You can use a little have to do it by yourself Oh, Lonesome, Lonesome Oh, Lonesome, Joan
tie yie, pardners!