Steering Wheel Prayers

I know you're probably sick of hearing from me But please, God, when I turn this key Let the 6 a.m. cold bucket of bolts Find a way to start 'cause I'm cutting it close You know me the way, I'm wired, I must be tired All out of pride, if I'm asking for help So please, just let this thing turn over Gotta get these wheels rolling I can't do it myself 'Cause this old chocking me are running on fumes So, if we make it through today, I'll know it was you Oh, give me the strength, Lord, help me get there On a black cup of coffee And steering wheel prayers So, what if there's duct tape on this seat I know enough to know You've been good to me I tried to carry the world again and again But You were right, it wasn't meant for my hand 'Cause this old chocking me are running on fumes So, if we make it through today, I'll know it was you Oh, give me strength, Lord, help me get there On a black cup of coffee And steering wheel prayers You know me the way I'm wired, I must be tired All out of pride, if I'm asking for help 'Cause this old chocking me are running on fumes So if we make it through today, I'll know it was you Oh, give me the strength, Lord, help me get there 'Cause this old chocking me are running on fumes So if we make it through today, I'll know it was you Oh, give me the strength, Lord, help me get there On a black cup of coffee And steering wheel prayers Steering wheel prayers