John Prine said He wrote his songs with his smile Feels like being afraid for a while While the thunder rolls in And I've been listening Watching that dog under the shed Saw terror in his eyes as light filled up the skies And then I watched, it fled With the laughter of a friend Prayer works quick It does the trick Me, I need a song Do you need one too? Could be good for you Just to say the truth When no one's there to listen John Prine said He wrote his songs with his smile Feels like being afraid for a while While the thunder rolls in I won't paint like Monet But I will paint again someday Where that laughter's been And how it helped me when Nothing else quite did