Dublin Jack Of All Trades
- (Words trad / tune English air)
I'm a roving Jack of many a trade
Of every trade, of all trades
And if you wish to know my name
They call me Jack of all trades
I am a roving sporting blade, they call me Jack of all trades
I always found my chief delight in courting pretty fair maids
For when in Dublin I arrived to try for a situation
I always heard them say it was the pride of all the nation
In Baggot Street I drove a cab and there was well required
In Francis Street had lodging beds to entertain all strangers
For Dublin is of high renown, or I am much mistaken
In Kevin Street I do declare sold butter eggs and bacon
On George's Quay I first began, I there became a porter
Me and my master soon fell out which cut my 'quaintance shorter
In Sackville Street a pastry cook, in James' Street a baker
In Cook Street I did coffins make, in Eustace Street a preacher
In Golden Lane I sold old shoes, in Meath Street was a grinder
In Barrack Street I lost my wife, and I'm glad I ne'er could find her
In Mary's Lane I've dyed old clothes of which I've often boasted
In that noted place Exchequer Street sold mutton ready roasted
In Temple Bar I dressed old hats, in Thomas Street a sawyer
In Pill Lane I sold the plate, in Green Street an honest lawyer
In Plunkett Street I sold cast clothes, in Bride's Alley a broker
In Charles Street I had a shop, sold shovel, thongs and poker
In Liffey Street had furniture, with fleas and bugs I sold it
And at the bank, a big placard, I often stood to hold it
In New Street I sold hay and straw and in Spitalfields made bacon
In Fishamble Street was at the grand old trade of basketmaking
In Summerhill a coachmaker, in Denzille Street a gilder
In Cork Street was a tanner and in Brunswick Street a builder
In High Street I sold hosiery, in Patrick Street sold all blades
So if you wish to know my name, they call me Jack of all trades
As sung by The Johnstons
Not used:
In College Green a banker was and in Smithfield a drover
In Britain Street a waiter and in George's Street a glover
On Ormond Quay I sold old books, in King's Street a nailer
In Townsend Street a carpenter and in Ringsend a sailor
In Cole's Lane a jobbing butcher, in Dame Street a tailor
In Moore Street a chandler and on the Coombe a weaver
In Church Street I sold old ropes, on Redmond's Hill a draper
In Mary Street sold 'bacco pipes, in Bishop Street a Quaker
In Peter Street I was a quack, in Greek Street a grainer
On the harbour I did carry sacks, in Werburgh Street a glazier
In Mud Island was a dairy boy where I became a scooper
In Capel Street a barber's clerk, in Abbey Street a cooper
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