Let me you all a story 'bout a girl named Lonesome Joan she was three she thought she'd try to tie her shoe Her said, "I'll show you how!" She her Mom aside "I'll do it alone," said Joan And her stayed untied
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, she got a little older -- she'd learn to read and write Her teacher 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 to swim or skate or count or cook
Oh, Joan, Lonesome Joan Felt she had to do 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 people sometimes Joan was 81 years old, she met a girl named Lil Lil said, "Joan, it's just ridiculous the things you can't do! Joan, you're an 80 year old woman -- Time you learn to tie shoe!"
Oh, Lonesome, Lonesome You don't have to do alone You can use a little have to do it by yourself Oh, Lonesome, Joan
So Lil Joan to read and write and tie her shoe and more And Joan lived to the happy age of a and forty four So be sure you learned a From old girl, Lonesome Joan When you're trying for the time, You have to try alone
Oh, Joan, Lonesome Joan You don't have to do alone You can use a help Don't to do it by yourself Oh, Lonesome, Lonesome Oh, Lonesome, Lonesome
tie yie, pardners!