Tommy used to work on the docks

Union's been on strike

Hes down on his luck it's tough, is tough

She 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

Oh, we're half way there

Whoah, livin' on a prayer

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

Whoah, livin' on a prayer

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

'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

Oh, we're half way there

Whoah, livin' on a prayer

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

Whoah, livin' on a prayer

Livin' on a prayer