Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike
Hes down on his luck it's tough, is tough

She says: we've got to hold on to what we've got
'cause it doesn't make a difference
If we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot

Oh, we're half way there
Whoah, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it, i swear
Whoah, livin' on a prayer

Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night
Tommy whispers: baby it's okay, someday
We've got to hold on to what we've got
'cause it doesn't make a difference
If we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot

Oh, we're half way there
Whoah, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it, i swear
Whoah, livin' on a prayer

Livin' on a prayer