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 twelve O three 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 ebony eyes
And then came the announcement over the loudspeaker
Would those having relatives or friends on flight number twelve O three
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