Ebony Eyes

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 1203

In an hour or two I would whisper “I do”

To my beautiful ebony eyes

SPOKEN

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 “Aww, 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 ebony eyes.) And 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