| lyric | Oh! I am a roving sporting blade
They call me Jack of All Trades
I always place my chief delight
In courting pretty fair maids.
So when in Dublin I arrived
To try for a situation
I always heard them say it was
The pride of all the nation.
Chorus:
I’m a roving Jack of many a trade
Of ev’ry trade and all trades
And if you wish to know my name
They call me Jack of All Trades.
0 in George's Quay I first began
And there became a porter
Me and my master soon fell out
Which cut my acquantaince shorter.
In Sackville Street a pastry cook
In James‘s Street a baker
In Cook Street I did coffins make
In Eustace Street a preacher.
2. In Baggot Street I drove a cab
And there was well requited
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.
3. In Golden Lane Isold oul 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.
4. In Temple Bar I've dressed old hats
In Thomas Street a sawyer
And in Pill Lane I sold a plate
In Green Street was a lawyer,
In Plunkett Street I sold cast clothes
In Bride's Alley was a broker
In Charles' Street I had a shop
Sold shovel, tongs and poker.
5. In College Green a banker was
In Smithfield was a drover
In Britain Street a waiter and
In George's Street a glover.
On Orrnond Quay I sold old books
In King Street was a mailer
In Towsend Street a carpenter
And in Ringsend a sailor.
6. In Cole's Lane was a butcher
And in Dame Street was a tailor
In Moore Street a chandler
And on the Coombe a weaver.
In Church Street there I sold oul ropes
On Redmond‘s Hill a draper
In Mary Street sold 'bacco pipes
In Bishop Street a Quaker.
7. In Peter Street I was a quack
In Greek Street was a grainer
On the harbour I did carry sacks
In Werbergh 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.
8. 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 StreetI sold hay and straw
In Spittlefields made bacon
In Fishamble Street was at the grand
Old trade of basket-making.
9. In Summerhill a coach-maker
In Denzil 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 |