Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strikeHe's down on his luck
It's tough, so tough
Gina works the diner all day
Working for her manShe brings home her pay for love
For loveShe 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
Wooah
We're half way there
Woah-oh
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it
I swear, livin' on a prayerTommy got his six string in hock
Now he's holding in what he used to make it talk
So tough, it's tough
Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night
Tommy whispers: Baby
It's okay, somedayWe'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
Wooah
We're half way there
Woah-oh
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear
Woah-oh
Livin' on a prayer
Livin' on a prayerGuitar##We've got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when it's all that you've gotWooah
We're half way there
Woah-oh
Livin' on a prayerTake my hand and we'll make it, I swear
Woah-oh
Livin' on a prayerWooah
We're half way there
Woah-oh
Livin' on a prayerTake my hand and we'll make it, I swear
Woah-oh
Livin' on a prayer
Wooah
We're half way there
