Mary Black, No Frontiers (1989)
^{Key: :[F#] (w: Jimmy McCarthy)}

VERSE 1:
[F#add9] [A#m7] [D#7sus4] If life is a [G#] river, [D#7sus4] and your heart is a [G#] boat
[C#] And just [C#/C] like a [A#m] water baby, baby [F#] born to [G#] float
[D#7sus4] And if life is a [G#] wild wind that [D#7sus4] blows way on [G#] high
[C#] And your [C#/C] heart is A-[A#m]-melia [F#] dying to [G#] fly

CHORUS:
[F#] Heaven [G#] knows [Fm7] no fron-[A#]-tiers
[F#] And I've seen [G#] heaven in your [F#add9] eyes [A#m7] [D#7sus4]

VERSE 2:
And if life is a [G#] bar room, in [D#7sus4] which we must [G#] wait
[C#] Round the [C#/C] man with his [A#m] fingers on the [F#] ivory [G#] gates
[D#7sus4] Where we sing until [G#] dawn, of our [D#7sus4] fears and our [G#] fates
[C#] And we [C#/C] stack all the [A#m] dead men in [F#] self addressed [G#] crates

BRIDGE:
In your [C#] eyes, faint as the singing of a [G#] lark
That [Fm] somehow this black [A#m] night
Feels warmer for the [F#] spark, warmer for the [C#] spark
To hold us 'til the [G#] day, when [Fm] fear will lose its [A#m] grip
And heaven has its [F#] ways

REPEAT CHORUS:

INSTRUMENTAL: [F#add9] [G#] [Fm7] [A#] / [F#] [G#]

VERSE 3:
If your life is a [G#] rough bed, of [D#7sus4] brambles and [G#] nails
[C#] And your [C#/C] spirit's a [A#m] slave to man's [F#] whips and man's [G#] jails
[D#7sus4] Where you thirst and you [G#] hunger for [D#7sus4] justice and [G#] right
[C#] And your [C#/C] heart is a [A#m] pure flame of [F#] man's constant [G#] night