| OhI am a roving sporting blade, theycall me Jack of allTrades
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| I always place my chief delight incourting pretty fair maids.
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| So when in Dublin I arrived totry for a situation
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| Ialwaysheard themsay itwas thepride ofall theNations.
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| I’m a roving jack of many-a-trades
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| Of everytrade of alltrades
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| And if you wish to know my name
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| Theycall me Jack of alltrades.
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| On George’s Quay I first began and there became a porter
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| Me and my master soon fell out which cut my acquaintance shorter
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| In Sackville Street, a pastry cook; |
| In James' Street, a baker
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| In Cook Street I did coffins make; |
| In Eustace Street, a preacher.
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| In Baggot street I drove a cab and there was well requited
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| In Francis Street had lodging beds, to entertain all strangers
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| For Dublin is of high reknown, or I am much mistaken
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| In Kevin Street, I do declare, sold butter, eggs and bacon.
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| In Golden Lane I sold old shoes: In Meath Street was a grinder
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| In Barrack Street I lost my wife. |
| I’m glad I ne’er could find her.
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| In Mary’s Lane, I’ve dyed old clothes, of which I’ve often boasted
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| In that noted place Exchequer Street, sold mutton ready roasted.
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| In Temple Bar, I dressed old hats; |
| In Thomas Street, a sawyer
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| In Pill Lane, I sold the plate, in Green Street, an honest lawyer
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| In Plunkett Street I sold cast clothes; |
| in Bride’s Alley, a broker
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| In Charles Street I had a shop, sold shovel, tongs and poker.
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| In College Green a banker was, and in Smithfield, a drover
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| In Britain Street, a waiter and in George’s Street, a glover
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| On Ormond Quay I sold old books; |
| in King Street, a nailer
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| In Townsend Street, a carpenter; |
| and in Ringsend, a sailor.
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| In Cole’s Lane, a jobbing butcher; |
| in Dane Street, a tailor
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| In Moore Street a chandler and on the Coombe, a weaver.
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| In Church Street, I sold old ropes- on Redmond’s Hill a draper
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| In Mary Street, sold 'bacco pipes- in Bishop street a quaker.
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| In Peter Street, I was a quack: In Greek street, a grainer
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| On the Harbour, I did carry sacks; |
| In Werburgh Street, a glazier.
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| In Mud Island, was a dairy boy, where I became a scooper
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| In Capel Street, a barber’s clerk; |
| In Abbey Street, a cooper.
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| In Liffey street had furniture with fleas and bugs I sold it
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| And at the Bank a big placard I often stood to hold it
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| In New Street I sold hay and straw, and in Spitalfields made bacon
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| In Fishamble Street was at the grand old trade of basketmaking.
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| In Summerhill a coachmaker; |
| in Denzille Street a gilder
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| In Cork Street was a tanner, in Brunswick Street, a builder,
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| In High Street, I sold hosiery; |
| In Patrick Street sold all blades
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| So if you wish to know my name, they call me Jack of all Trades. |