Livin' On A Prayer sing and play along

Tommy used to work on the docks,

union's been on strike.

He's down on make his luck,

it's tough,

so tough.

Gina works the diner all day,

when working for her man.

Tom She brings home her pay,

for love, kay

for love.

She says we've got to hold on to what we've got.

It doesn't make a diff'rence if we make it or not.

We've got each other and that's a lot for love.

We'll give it a shot.

Whoa, we're halfway there.

Whoa, livin' on a prayer.

Take my hand, we'll make it,

I swear.

Whoa, livin' on a prayer.

Tommy's got his sixstring in hock,

now he's holding in he used to make it talk.

So tough,

it's tough.

Gina dreams of running away;

when she cries in the night,

Tommy whispers, "Baby, it's okay

someday."

She says We've got to hold on to what we've got.

It doesn't make a diff'rence if we make it or not.

We've got each other and that's a lot for love.

We'll give it a shot.

Whoa, we're halfway there.

Whoa, livin' on a prayer.

Take my hand, we'll make it,

I swear.

Whoa, livin' on a prayer.

livin' on a prayer.

Oh, we've got to hold on,

ready or not.

You live for the fight when it's all that you've got.

Whoa, we're halfway there.

Whoa, livin' on a prayer.

Take my hand, and we'll make it,

I swear.

Whoa, livin' on a prayer.