(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 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"

Woah, we're halfway there
Woah-oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear
Woah-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
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"

Woah, we're halfway there
Woah-oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, we'll make it I swear
Woah-oh, 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

Woah, we're halfway there
Woah-oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear
Woah-oh, livin' on a prayer
Woah, we're halfway there
Woah-oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear
Woah-oh, livin' on a prayer
Woah, we're halfway there
Woah-oh, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear...