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, for love


She says we've got to 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

Whooah, we're half way there

Whooah, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear
Whooah, livin' on a prayer


Whooah, we're half way there
Whooah, livin' on a prayer

Take my hand, we'll make it I swear
Whooah, livin' on a prayer


Tommy's 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, someday


We've got to 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

Whooah, we're half way there

Whooah, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear
Whooah, livin' on a prayer


Take my hand, we'll make it I swear
Whooah, livin' on a prayer


Livin' on a prayer


We've got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when it's all that you've got


Whooah, we're half way there
Whooah, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear

Whooah, livin' on a prayer