[Spoken]:
My name is Desmond Child and I am a songwriter
Once upon a time, not so long ago I wrote this song with these two long-haired dudes from New Jersey - Jon Bon Jovi and Richie Sambora

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 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 othеr and that's a lot for love
We'll give it a shot"

Woah, wе'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

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 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, 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
Livin' on a prayer