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 Momma said, "I'll you how!" She her Mom aside "I'll do it alone," said Lonesome And her stayed untied
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, she got a little older -- thought 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 read a And all alone she never learned to swim or skate or count or
Oh, Lonesome Joan, Joan Felt she had to do everything 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 sometimes will Joan was 81 years old, she met a girl named Lil Lil said, "Joan, it's just ridiculous the that you can't do! Joan, you're an 80 old woman -- Time you learn to tie your shoe!"
Oh, Lonesome, Lonesome You don't have to do everything You can use a help Don't to do it by yourself Oh, Lonesome, Lonesome
So Lil taught Joan to read and 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 everything You can use a help Don't have to do it by Oh, Lonesome, Lonesome Oh, Lonesome, Lonesome
tie yie, pardners!