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Mary Black

Mary Black (born 22 May 1955, in Dublin) is an Irish singer. She is well-known as an interpreter of both folk and contemporary material which has made her a major recording artist in her native Ireland, and in many other parts of the world.

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Mary Black Lyrics

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Only A Womans Heart

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As I Leave Behind Neidin

1 explanation 1 meaning

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Lay Down Your Weary Tune

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A Stones Throw From The Soul

Across The Universe

Adam At The Window

All That Hammering

As I Leave Behind Neidin

1 explanation 1 meaning

Babes In The Wood

Big Trip To Portland

Bright Blue Rose

2 meanings

By The Time It Gets Dark

1 explanation

Fall At Your Feet

Farewell Farewell

1 meaning

Fat Valley Of Pain

Flesh And Blood

God Bless The Child

Here's A Health

I Live Not Where I Love

I Misunderstood

I Say A Little Prayer

I Will Be There

If I Gave My Heart To You

Just Around The Corner

2 meanings

Late Night Radio

Lay Down Your Burden

Lay Down Your Weary Tune

Leaving The Land

Looking Forward

Marguerite And The Gambler

Message Of Love

Might As Well Be A Slave

Nobody Lives Without Love

Once In A Very Blue Moon

One Way Donkey Ride

Only A Womans Heart

Past The Point Of Rescue

Prayer For Love

1 meaning

Raven In The Storm

Ring Them Bells

Rose Of Allendale

Saw You Running

Schooldays Over

She Moves Through The Fair

Shuffle Of The Buckled

1 explanation

Song For Ireland

Sparks Might Fly

Speaking With The Angel

Still Believing

Summer Sent You

Tearing Up The Town

The Crow On The Cradle

The Dimming Of The Day

The Fog In Monterey

The Holy Ground

The Loving Time

1 explanation

The Moon And St. Christopher

The Thorn Upon The Rose

1 meaning

The Urge For Going

The Water Is Wide

1 explanation

There Is A Time

Theres A Train That Leaves Tonight

To Make You Feel You My Love

Treasure Island

Trying To Get The Balance Right

What Does It Matter

Who Knows Where The Time Goes

Without The Fanfare