Dean Martin
Dean Martin
Dean Martin
Dean Martin
Dean Martin
Dean Martin
Dean Martin
Dean Martin
Dean Martin
Dean Martin
Dean Martin
Dean Martin
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 to 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 darlin', come what may
My heart is yours what more can I say
I'd sigh for you oh I'll cry 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 darlin', come what may
My heart is yours what more can I say
I'd sigh for you and I'll cry for you
I'd tear the stars down from the sky for you
If that ain't love, it'll have to do
Until the real thing comes along
Until the real thing comes along
Until the real thing comes along
Until the Real Thing Comes Along was written by L.E. Freeman & Alberta Nichols & Mann Holiner & Saul Chaplin & Sammy Cahn.
Until the Real Thing Comes Along was produced by Lee Gillette.
Dean Martin released Until the Real Thing Comes Along on Mon Oct 03 1960.