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I'd work for you, I'd slave for you
I'd be a beggar or a knave for you
If that isn't love, it'll have to do
Until the real thing comes along
I'd gladly move this earth for you
To prove my love could bear its weight for you
If that isn't love, it'll have to do
Until the real thing comes along
If all this world should at my command
Just can't make you understand
I'll always love you, darling, come what may
My heart is yours, what more can I say?
I'd sigh for you, I'd cry for you
I'd tear the stars down from the sky for you
If that isn't love, it'll have to do
Until the real thing comes along
Just can't make you understand
My heart is yours, what more can I say?
I'd sigh for you, I'd cry for you
I'd tear the stars down from the sky for you
If that isn't love, it'll have to do
Until the real thing comes along
Until the real thing comes along
Until the real thing comes along
Written by: Alberta Nichols, L.e. Freeman, Mann Holiner, Sammy Cahn, Saul Chaplin