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

VERSE 1:
[Eadd9] [G#m7] [C#7sus4] If life is a [F#] river, [C#7sus4] and your heart is a [F#] boat
[B] And just [B/A#] like a [G#m] water baby, baby [E] born to [F#] float
[C#7sus4] And if life is a [F#] wild wind that [C#7sus4] blows way on [F#] high
[B] And your [B/A#] heart is A-[G#m]-melia [E] dying to [F#] fly

CHORUS:
[E] Heaven [F#] knows [D#m7] no fron-[G#]-tiers
[E] And I've seen [F#] heaven in your [Eadd9] eyes [G#m7] [C#7sus4]

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

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

REPEAT CHORUS:

INSTRUMENTAL: [Eadd9] [F#] [D#m7] [G#] / [E] [F#]

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