Spoken: McTell: I'm singin' a song that I made myself off the notable, honorable King Edward. "Baby It Must Be Love" Alan Lomax: Wait, wait a minute. This is Blind Willie ... McTell, playing at Atlanta, Georgia Tell me honey, now tell me please Is my lover now hard to please I'm gettin' groggy in my knees Baby and it must be love A funny feelin' reaches up my spine To my head like cherry wine Make me think the world's all mine Baby and it must be love I hear the church bell ringin' I see visions clear I hear the birdies singin' I know darn well there's no birdies there I don't like your shirts and ties They don't seem to harmonize They don't match them big brown eyes Baby and it must be love Spoken: Beat it out Can be a rich man, a poor man, a beggar man, king It'll make you give up everything Every time you feel that sting Honey it must be love Made a preacher lay his bible down Made a rabbit hug a hound Made King Edward give up his crown Baby and it must be love I hear the church bell ringin' I see visions clear I hear the birdies singin' Know darn well there's no birdies there I don't like your shirts and ties They don't seem to harmonize They don't match those big brown eyes Mama and it must be love Baby and it must be love