(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 work the dinner 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.

Woo - oo, we're halfway there, wo - oo, livin' on a prayer. Take my hand we'll make it, I swear Wo - oo, livin' on a prayer

Tommy's got his six strings in hock, Now he's holding in,

what he used to make it talk So tough, it's so tough. Gina dreams of running away, when she cries in the night, Tommy whispers: Baby its O.K, some day.

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.

Woo - oo, we're halfway there, wo - oo, livin' on a prayer. Take my hand we'll make it, I swear Wo - oo, livin' on a prayer Livin' on a prayer.

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

(KEY CHANGE)

Woo - oooo, we're half - way there Woo - oooo, livin' on a prayer Take my hand and we'll make it I swear Woo - oo, living on a prayer (and fade)