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