Let me tell you all a story 'bout a named Lonesome Joan When she was three she she'd try to tie her shoe Her Momma said, "I'll you how!" She pushed her Mom "I'll do it alone," Lonesome Joan And her laces stayed
Oh, Lonesome Joan, Joan 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 -- thought 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 learned to swim or skate or count or cook
Oh, Joan, Lonesome 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 sometimes When Joan was 81 years old, she met a girl Lil Lil said, "Joan, just ridiculous the things that you can't do! Joan, an 80 year old woman -- Time you learn to tie your shoe!"
Oh, Lonesome, Lonesome You have to do everything alone You can use a little Don't to do it by yourself Oh, Lonesome, Lonesome
So Lil taught Joan to read and write and tie her and more And Joan lived to the age of a hundred and forty four So be sure you a lesson From that old girl, 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 little Don't have to do it by Oh, Lonesome, Lonesome Oh, Lonesome, Lonesome
tie yie, pardners!