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