Until The Real Thing Comes Along song lyrics 
Top songs from early music charts 1930-1950 downloaded from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Until The Real Thing Comes Along words and music by Mann Holiner, Alberta Nichols, Sammy Cahn, Saul Chaplin and L. E. Freeman 
I'd work for you, I'd even slave for you I'd be a beggar or a knave for you (whatever that is) And if that isn'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 isn't love, it will have to do (gotta 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? (You want me to rob a bank? Well I won't do it) 
I'd sigh for you, yes, I'd even cry for you, yes I'd tear the stars down from the skies for you If that isn't love, well skip it, it'll have to do Until the real thing comes along 
Listen baby I'd even sigh for you, I'm 'bout ready to cry for you I'd tear the stars down from the skies for you If that isn't love, it'll have to do, baby, yes Until the real thing comes along (Here's the real thing, baby)