King Edward Blues

(I'm singin' a song that I made myself off the
notable, honorable King Edward. "Baby It Must Be Love"
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

(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