She was driving last Friday on her way to Cincinnati on a snowhite Christmas Eve.
Going home to see her mama and her daddy with the baby in the backseat.
Fifty miles to go and she was running low on faith and gasoline.
It'd been a long hard year.

She had a lot on her mind and she didn't pay attention, she was going way too fast.
Before she knew it she was spinning on a thin black sheet of glass.
She saw both their lives flash before her eyes, she didn't even have time to cry.
She was soooo scared, she threw her hands up in the air.

Jesus take the wheel, take it from my hands.
Cause I can't do this own my own.
I'm letting go, so give me one more chance.
Save me from this road I'm on, Jesus take the wheel.

It was still getting colder when she made it to the shoulder and the car came to a stop.
She cried when she saw that baby in the backseat sleeping like a rock.
For the first time in a long time she bowed her head to pray.
She said I'm sorry for the way I've been living my life.
I know I've got to change, so from now on tonight:

Jesus take the wheel, take it from my hands.
Cause I can't do this own my own.
I'm letting go, so give me one more chance.
Save me from this road I'm on, Jesus take the wheel.