Let me tell you all a story a girl named Lonesome Joan When she was three she thought try to tie her shoe Her Momma said, "I'll you how!" She pushed her Mom "I'll do it alone," said Lonesome And her laces untied
Oh, Joan, Lonesome Joan Felt she had to do everything She said, "I need no help, I can do it by myself" Oh, Lonesome, Joan
Well, she got a little older -- thought she'd learn to and write Her tried to help 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 or skate 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 grew old as people sometimes will When Joan was 81 years old, she met a girl 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, Joan You have to do everything alone You can use a help Don't have to do it by 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 four So be sure you learned a that old girl, Lonesome Joan When trying for the first time, You don't to try alone
Oh, Lonesome Joan, Lonesome 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!