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              Dublin Jack of all Trades.

I am a roving sporting black they call me Jack of all trades,
I always placed my chief delight in courting pretty fair maid,
So when in Dublin I arrived to try for a situation,
I always heard them say it was the pride of all the nations.

                                      CHORUS

I'm roving Jack of all trades, of every tirade of all trades,
And if you wish to know my name they call me Jack of all trades.

On Georges Qvay I first begs There I became a porter,
Me and my master soon fell out which cut my acquaintance shorter
In Sackville-street a pastry cook—in James's-street a baker,
In dirty Cook-street I did coffins make in Eustace-st a preacher

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 1 do declare sold butter eggs and bacon.

In Golden Lane I sold old shoes—in Meath street I was a grinder
In Barrae street I lost my wife— I m glad 1 ne'er could find her,
In Mary's Lane I've died old clothes of which I've often boasted,
In that noted place Exchequer street sold mutton ready roasted.

In temple Bar dressed old hats in thomas street a sawyer,
In Pill Lane I sold the plats—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 shovels tongs and poker.

In College Green a banker was—in Smithfield a drover,
In Britain street a waiter—in Georges street a glover ;
On Ormond Quay I sold old books—in King street a nailor,
In townsend streen a carpenter and in Rings End a sailor.

In Cole s Lane a jobbing butcher—in Dame street a tailor
In Moor 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 'baca pipes—in Bishop street a Quaker.

In Peter street I was a quack—in Green street a Grazier.
On the harbour 1 did carry sacks in werburgh street a glazier.
In Mud Island was a dairy boy where 1 became a scooper,
In Capel street a barber's clerk—in abbey street a cooper,

In Liffey street had furniture with fleas and bugs I sold it,
And at the bank a big placard 1 often stood to hold it ;
In New street I sold hay and straw and in Spitalfields made bacon
In Fishamble street was at the old trade of basket making.

In Summer hill a coach maker — in Denzille street a gilder,
In Core street a tanner— in Brunswic street a builder ;
In high street I sold hosiery in Patric street sold all blades,
So if you wish to know my sense they call me Jack of all trades.