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