When I was a little girl. I thought I had to hold up the world. Singing “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.