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