On the weekend pass I wouldn't have had time
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To get home and marry that baby of mine
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So I went to the chaplain and he authorized me to send for my ebony eyes
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My ebony eyes was coming to me from out of the skies on Flight 1203
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In an hour or two would I whisper I do to my beautiful ebony eyes
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The plane was way overdue so I went inside the airlines desk
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And said sir I wonder why 1203 is so late he said oh they probably took off late
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Or they may have run into some turbulent weather and had altered the course
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I went back outside and I waited at the gate
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And I watched the beacon light from the control tower
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As it flipped through the dark of ebony skies as if it were searching for
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(The ebony eyes)
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And then come the announcement over the loudspeaker
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Will those having relatives of friends on Flight No 1203
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Please report to the chapel across the street at once
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Then I felt a burning break deep inside and I knew the heavenly ebony skies
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Had taken my life's most wonderful prize my beautiful ebony eyes
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If I ever get to heaven I'll bet the first angel I'll recognize
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She'll smile at me and I know she will be my beautiful ebony eyes
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Ebony Eyes
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| Dickey Lee |
