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"
Ohh, we're half way there
Oh-oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear
Oh-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 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

Ohh, We're half way there
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear
Livin' on a prayer
Livin' on a prayer

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

We're half way there
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear
Livin' on a prayer
We're half way there
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear
Livin' on a prayer
We're half way there
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear