Lyrics

[Intro] 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 [Verse 1] 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 Workin' for her man, she brings home her pay For love For love [Pre-Chorus] She said, "We gotta hold on to what we've got 'Cause it doesn't make a difference if we make it or not We got each other, and that's a lot for love We'll give it a shot" (Come on) [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] Tommy's got his six-string in hock Now he's holdin' in when he used to make it talk So tough It's tough Gina dreams of runnin' away When she cries in the night, Tommy whispers "Baby, it's okay Someday" [Pre-Chorus] We gotta hold on to what we've got 'Cause it doesn't make a difference if we make it or not We got each other, and that's a lot for love We'll give it a shot [Chorus] 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 [Outro] That song is the official national anthem of New Jersey And it's also the number one song played in strip joints and bars at the end of the night No, this is brooming