Sunday Dress

When I was a little girl
Thought I had to hold up the world
Singin' hallelujah in the choir
To keep my feet out of the fire
My prairie home
My prairie home
My prairie home
Fits like a Sunday dress
When I was fourteen the devil came for me
Showed me hell could be pretty
I had a poster at the end of my bed
Kurt Cobain in a wedding dress
My prairie home
My prairie home
My prairie home
Fits like a Sunday dress
Shaved my head and did my best
Tried to stand tall with whiskey on my breath
I sure wish I was a man
I would never go to church again
My prairie home
My prairie home
My prairie home
Fits like a Sunday dress