On a weekend pass i wouldn't have had time To get home and marry that baby of mine So i went to the chaplain and he authorized Me to send for my ebony eyes My ebony eyes was coming to me From out of the skies on flight twelve o three In an hour or two i would whisper i do To my beautiful ebony eyes The plane was way overdue so i went inside to the airlines Desk and i said sir i wonder why 1203 is so late. he said Oh they probably took off late or they may have run into Some turbulent weather and had to alter their course. I went back outside and i waited at the gate and i watched the Beacon light from the control tower as it whipped through the Dark ebony skies as if it were searching for My eb-on-y eyes Then came the announcement over the loudspeaker "would Those having relatives or friends on flight number 1203 please Report to the chapel across the street at once." Then i felt a burning break deep inside And i knew the heavenly ebony skies Had taken my life's most wonderful prize My beautiful ebony eyes If i ever get to heaven i'll bet The first angel i'll recognize She'll smile at me and i know she will be My beautiful ebony eyes