I would work for you, I'd slave for you
I'd be a baker or a knave for you.
If that ain't love it'll have to do
Until the real thing comes along.

I'd gladly move the earth for you
To prove my love, dear, and its worth for you.
If that ain't love it'll have to do
Until the real thing comes along

With all the words, dear, at my command,
I 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 beg for you. I'd lie for you.
I'd draw the stars down from the sky for you.
If that ain't love it'll have to do
Until the real thing comes along.

With all the words, dear, at my command,
I 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 would rob, steal, beg, borrow and I'd lie for you.
I'd draw the stars down from the sky for you.
If that ain't love it'll have to do
Until the real thing comes along.

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Writer(s): Alberta Nichols, L.E. Freeman, Mann Holiner, Sammy Cahn, Saul Chaplin