Until the Real Thing Comes Along

Until the Real Thing Comes Along - Ruth Price/Johnny Smith

I'd work for you I'd slave for you

I'd be a beggar or knave for you

If that isn't love it'll have to do

Until the real things comes along

I'd gladly move the earth for you

To prove my love dear and it's worth for you

If that isn't love it'll have to do

Until the real things comes along

With all the words dear at my command

I just can't make you understand

I'll always love you baby come what may

My heart is yours what more can I say

I'd cry for you lie 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

With all the words dear at my command

I just can't make you understand

I'll always love you honey come what may

My heart is yours what more can I say

I'd cry for you lie 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