Once upon a time, not so long ago

Tommy used to work on the docks, union's been on strike

He's down on his luck, it's tough, so tough

Gina works the diner all day, working for her man

She brings home her pay, for love, mmm, for love

She says, "We've gotta hold on to what we've got

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"

Whoa, we're half way there

Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer

Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear

Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer

Tommy's got his six string in hock, now he's holding in

When he used to make it talk so tough, ooh, it's tough

Gina dreams of running away

When she cries in the night, Tommy whispers

"Baby, it's okay, someday"

We've gotta hold on to what we've got

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

Whoa, we're half way there

Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer

Take my hand, we'll make it I swear

Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer

Livin' on a prayer

Oh, we've gotta hold on, ready or not

You live for the fight when that's all that you've got

Whoa, we're half way there

Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer

Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear

Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer

Whoa, we're half way there

Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer

Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear

Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer

Whoa, we're half way there

Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer

Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear

Whoa oh