Context & Lyrics
Barrett proposes to his girlfriend and recalls their earlier times together.
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I’ll be coming back to you, Darlene
Back to your dark eyes and hair
Marry me when I return, Darlene
And until that day, my love, take care
Be thee well
May the lord who watches all
May God’s heaven be you blanket
Marry me
When you’re fin’ly in my arms you’ll plainly see
This devoted sailor’s heart and soul
Are yours to keep!
BRIDE
Yours-to-keep…
Every day from G-M-O-M
“Good morning, old man”
To G-N-O-M
“Good night, old man”
My telegraph sends its messages to ships at sea
Sending out its
Dit dit-dah-dit dah-dit…
Dit dit-dah-dit dah-dit
Dit dit-dah-dit dah-dit…
I was young and shy, detached and sad
Spent my days indoors, a home-bound lad
Hardly spoke, few friends
I kept myself to myself
Quite alone
Then I found Marconi’s Telegraph
It could span the planet’s width by half
Fifty yards, two thousand miles
The same!
Touch the spark…sound the tone
And the night was alive
With a thousand voices
Fighting to be heard
And each and every one of them
Connected to me…
And my life came alive
With a thousand voices
Tapping out each word
Like a thousand people
Joined with a single heartbeat
Tapping out our
Dit dit-dah-dit dah-dit
Dit dit-dah-dit dah-dit
Dit dit-dah-dit dah
Everywhere…
BARRETT & BRIDE
Marry me
Watch over thee
Marry me
May God’s heaven be your blanket
As you sleep  those people
Joined with a single heartbeat
Tapping out our
Marry me…
Dit dit-dah-dit dah-dit
Marry me…
Dit dit-dah-dit da
BARRETT
Signed “Fred.”
