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She was driving last Friday on her way to Cincinnati |
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On a snow white Christmas Eve |
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Going home to see her Mama and her Daddy with the baby in the backseat |
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Fifty miles to go and she was running low on faith and gasoline |
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It'd been a long hard year |
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She had a lot on her mind and she didn't pay attention |
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she was going way too fast |
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Before she knew it she was spinning on a thin black sheet of glass |
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She saw both their lives flash before her eyes |
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She didn't even have time to cry |
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She was so scared |
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She threw her hands up in the air |
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Jesus take the wheel |
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Take it from my hands |
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Cause I can't do this on my own |
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I'm letting go |
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So give me one more chance |
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To save me from this road I'm on |
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Jesus take the wheel |
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It was still getting colder when she made it to the shoulder |
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And the car came to a stop |
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She cried when she saw that baby in the backseat sleeping like a rock |
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And for the first time in a long time |
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She bowed her head to pray |
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She said I'm sorry for the way |
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I've been living my life |
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I know I've got to change |
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So from now on tonight |
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Jesus take the wheel |
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Take it from my hands |
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Cause I can't do this on my own |
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I'm letting go |
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So give me one more chance |
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To save me from this road I'm on |
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Jesus take the wheel |
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Oh I'm letting go |
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So give me one more chance |
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Save me from this road I'm on |
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From this road I'm on |
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Jesus take the wheel |
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Oh take it take it from me |
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Oh |
