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 14, 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



Credits
Writer(s): Rae Spoon
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