The Johnstons - Dublin 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

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

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 reknown, or I am much mistaken

In Kevin Street, I do declare, sold butter, eggs and bacon

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

On George's Quay I first began, I there became a porter

Me and my master soon fell out which cut my acquaintance shorter

In Sackville Street, a pastry cook, inJames' Street, a baker

In Cook Street I did coffins make, in Eustace Street, a preacher

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

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

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

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

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

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

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'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