The Proposal / The Night Was Alive
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 watch over thee
May God's heaven be you blanket as you softly sleep
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!
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 couls span the planrt'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 cam 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...
Marry me
It's alive with a thousand
May the lord who Voices
Watches all
Watch over thee And every one of them
Connected to me
Marry me
So alive with a thousand
Voices
May God's heaven be
Your blanket
As you sleep Those people
Joined with a single
Heartbeat
Tapping out our Dit dit-dah-dit dah-dit
Marry me...
Dit dit-dah-dit dah-dit
Marry me...
Dit dit-dah-dit da
Signed "Fred."
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 watch over thee
May God's heaven be you blanket as you softly sleep
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!
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 couls span the planrt'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 cam 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...
Marry me
It's alive with a thousand
May the lord who Voices
Watches all
Watch over thee And every one of them
Connected to me
Marry me
So alive with a thousand
Voices
May God's heaven be
Your blanket
As you sleep Those people
Joined with a single
Heartbeat
Tapping out our Dit dit-dah-dit dah-dit
Marry me...
Dit dit-dah-dit dah-dit
Marry me...
Dit dit-dah-dit da
Signed "Fred."
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Writer(s): Maury Yeston
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