The Chieftains - Jack of All Trades lyrics

I'm a roving jack of many a trade Of ev'ry trade Of all trades And if you wish to know my name They call me Jack of All Trades I'm a roving and a sporting blade They call me Jack of All Trades I always take a great delight In courting pretty, fair maids So when in Dublin I arrive To look for a situation You can always hear them all say "He's the pride of all the nation" On George's Quay I first began And there became a porter But me and me master soon fell out Which cut our acquaintance shorter In Sackville Street I was a pastry cook In James' 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 ev'ry 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 respected In Francis Street I'd lodging beds To entertain all strangers Now, Dublin is of high renown Or I am much mistaken In Kevin Street, I do declare I sold bu*ter, eggs, and bacon In Golden Lane I sold old shoes In Meath Street was a grinder In Barrack Street I lost me wife And I'm glad I ne'er did find her In Mary's Lane I dyed old clothes Of which I've often boasted And later in Exchequer Street Sold mutton, ready roasted I'm a roving jack of many a trade Of ev'ry trade Of all trades And if you wish to know my name They call me Jack of All Trades