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, 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 half way there
Oh, living on a prayer
Take my hand, we’ll make it, I swear
Oh, living on a prayer

Tommy’s got his six-string in hock
Now he’s holding in what he used to make it talk .. It’s tough, it's tough
Gina dreams of running away
Whan she cries in the night
Tommy whispers: It’s okay
Someday ...

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 half way there
Oh, living on a prayer
Take my hand, we’ll make it, I swear
Oh, living on a prayer

Living on a prayer ...

Ooh .. We’ve gotta hold on, ready or not
You live for the fight when it’s all that you’ve got

Oh, we’re half way there
Oh, living on a prayer
Take my hand, we’ll make it, I swear
Oh, living on a prayer