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Your love, your love
Your true love, your love
True love, baby
That's what you give to me
Your love, your love
Your true love, your love
True love, baby
That's what you give to me
Well, God made the world and he made it round
I've got my baby and I'm glad I found
You've got that certain touch
And to me, baby, you mean so much
You give me your love, your love
Your true love, your love
True love, baby
That's what you give to me
Your love, your love
Your true love, your love
True love, baby
That's what you give to me
Well, love was made, I don't boast
When he made you, he made the most
When I found you I found that
You give me something, baby, I can't forget
You give me your love, your love
Your true love, your love
True love, baby
That's what you give to me
Your love, your love
Your true love, your love
True love, baby
That's what you give to me
Your love, your love
Your true love, your love
True love, baby
That's what you give to me
Well, the big, the little, young and old
All need something to have and hold
When I found you I found that
You give me something, baby, I can't forget
You give me your love, your love
Your true love, your love
True love, baby
That's what you give to me
Oh, baby
True love, baby
That's what you give to me
Your True Love was written by Carl Perkins.