Tom: A
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
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
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
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 walk on burning coals for you, I would drive the Chrysler, leave the Rolls for you
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
C
for
D
Dm7
Dm6
F
E7
D9
B7M
A
If that isn't love, it'll have to do, uUntil 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
F#7
I would rob, steal, beg borrow and lie for you. Lay my little body down and die for you,
D
Dm7
Dm6
A
A7
D9
Dm7(b5)
If that ain't love, if that ain't love, if that ain't love, it'll have to do
E
E7
A
Until the real thing comes along.