I wouldn't have had time

To get home and marry that baby of mine

So I went to the chaplin

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

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 loud speaker

With those having relatives or friends on flight

Number twelve or three

Please report to the chapel of 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 recognize

She'll smile at me and I know she will be

My beautiful ebony eyes