This is the kind of song that gets written after listening to John Prine for hours on end. He just kind of puts you in a trance with his great stories.

There Lived a Man Ken Smith 4/06/2014 (Capo to 'A#') There lived a man who didn't look like me. Doesn't look like me at all Made his home somewhere down in Tennessee; Just east of Blytheville, Arkansas Didn't look like me; Doesn't look like me at all Several pounds lighter; but just about as tall Didn't look like me; Doesn't look like me at all. And he won't ever pass this way again There lived a man who didn't act like me. Doesn't act like me at all Spends evenings chasing beer & drinking women; then tops it off with hi-strength Tylenol Didn't act like me; Doesn't act like me at all Don't show up for dinner; its just too far too crawl Didn't act like me; Doesn't act like me at all. And he won't ever pass this way again There lived a man who didn't think like me. Doesn't think like me at all Pretty sure about that thing called Global Warming;sure seemed to rain a lot last fall Didn't think like me; Doesn't think like me at all Though he bears a slight resemblance to the picture on the wall Didn't think like me; Doesn't think like me at all. And he won't ever pass this way again Didn't look like me; doesn't act like me; doesn't think like me...At all...