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A E7 F#7
I'd work for you, I'd slave for you, I'd be a beggar or a knave for you
D D Dm7+ Dm6 A F#m D9 E7
And if that isn't love, it will have to do, until the real thing comes along
A E7 F#7
I'd gladly move the earth for you to prove my love, dear, and its worth for you
D D Dm7+ Dm6 A D9 E7/13 E7 A G#7
If that isn't love, it will have to do, until the real thing comes along
C# G#7 F# C#
With all the words, dear, at my command I just can't make you understand
C# G#7 C# E7
I'll always love you, darling, come what may, my heart is yours, what more can I say
A E7 F#7
I would cry for you, even sigh for you, tear the stars down from the sky for you
D D Dm7+ Dm6 F E7 D9 B7M A
If that isn't love, it'll have to do, until the real thing comes along
A E7
I would walk on burning coals for you
F#7
I would drive the Chrysler, leave the Rolls for you
D D Dm7+ Dm6 F E7 D9 B7M A
If that isn't love, it'll have to do, until the real thing comes along
A E7 F#7
I would try to hit high C for you, I'd even punch out Mister T for you
D D Dm7+ Dm6 F E7 D9 B7M A
If that isn't love, it'll have to do, Until the real thing comes along
C# G#7 F# G#7
There's not a thing that you can't ask of me go on, demand any task from me
C# G#7 C# E7
You want the moon for a lavalier, all you've got to do is nibble on my ear
A E7
I would rob, steal, beg borrow and lie for you
F#7
Lay my little body down and die for you
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If that ain't love, if that ain't love, if that ain't love, it'll have to do
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Until the real thing comes along
Written by Mann Holiner, Alberta Nichols, Sammy Cahn, Saul Chaplin and L. E. Freeman