I d work for you, I d slave for you, I d be a beggar or a knave for you;
And if that isn t love, it will 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 isn t love, it will have to do, until the real thing comes along
Bridge one:
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 cry for you, even sigh for you, 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.
I would walk on burning coals for you, I would drive the Chrysler, leave the Rolls for you
If that isn t love, it ll have to do, until the real thing comes along.
I would try to hit high for you, I d even punch out Mister T for you,
If that isn t love, it ll have to do, uUntil the real thing comes along.
Bridge two:
There s not a thing that you can t ask of me go on, demand any task from me
You want the moon for a lavalier, all you ve got to do is nibble on my ear.
I would rob, steal, beg borrow and lie for you. Lay my little body down and die for you,
If that ain t love, if that ain t love, if that ain t love, it ll have to do
Until the real thing comes along.
Also recorded by Frank Sinatra
