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