[Gospel Hum Intro] (Mmm, mmm) Grandma used to say, “Child, carry your light.” I do. I just wear it different on a Friday night. [Verse 1] I learned the first three chords from the lady down the street, learned to clap on two and four and keep my knees beneath the seat. Mama pressed my dresses clean for service every week, said, “Ain’t nothing wrong with pretty, just remember who you be.” Now I work till the sun drops low behind the cranes, change my shoes in the back of the cab on Magazine. Got a little gold cross tucked under my silk, and a little red wine lipstick on the rim of my drink. Some folks see the leather, never see the grace, see me moving through the room, then try to name my place. But I know where I come from, and I know where I stand, God gave me these two feet, I’m gonna dance where I can. [Pre-Chorus] I don’t have to hide the night to keep the morning true, I can hold my roots and still grow something new. I bring the hymn with me when the speakers start to rise, I wear my Sunday dress on a Friday night. [Chorus] I wear my Sunday dress on a Friday night, soft gold on my skin, got the room lit right. I can pray for peace, then dance till dawn, ain’t no part of me that I gotta put on. I wear my Sunday dress on a Friday night, heart still clean when the bassline bites. I don’t need to choose between wrong and right— I’m just living in my light. [Verse 2] My auntie called last week, said she saw me on TV, said, “That dress was cut a little high for Sunday school to see.” I laughed and said, “I know, but I kept my head up straight,” she got quiet for a second, then said, “Baby, that’s your grace.” Kylan met me at the door when the show was through, held my coat and said, “I love how you stay you.” No sermon in his mouth, no fear in his eyes, just a man who knows my Sunday and my Friday night. So I called my mama after, told her I was fine, she said, “The Lord knows your heart, now go and live your life.” I put that blessing in my purse beside the room key, and walked back to the music like the whole world knew me. [Chorus] I wear my Sunday dress on a Friday night, soft gold on my skin, got the room lit right. I can pray for peace, then dance till dawn, ain’t no part of me that I gotta put on. I wear my Sunday dress on a Friday night, heart still clean when the bassline bites. I don’t need to choose between wrong and right— I’m just living in my light. [Organ & Choir Bridge] Let me be soft, let me be strong, let me know where I’m from without staying where I don’t belong. Let me take the love and leave the shame, let me say my prayers and still say my name. (Mmm, mmm) I got room for the woman I’m becoming. [Gospel Vamp Outro] Friday night, Sunday light, I carry both and I carry them right. Friday night, Sunday light, I carry both and I carry them right. No, I don’t have to choose tonight.
