(originally by Bon Jovi)
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
Workin' for her man
She brings home her pay
For love, 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
Oh, we're halfway 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 what he used to make it talk
So tough, it's tough
Gina dreams of runnin' away
She cries in the night, Tommy whispers
"Baby it's okay, it's okay"
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
Oh, we're halfway 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
We've gotta hold on, ready or not
You live for the fight when that's all that you've got
Oh, we're halfway there
Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it
I swear (whoa oh)
I swear
Livin' on a prayer