Chords for Jack Of All Trades
Tempo:
115.6 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
Am
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I'm a roving jack of many a [A] trade, Of every trade, of all [D] 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 [A] call me Jack of all Trades, I always take a great delight [A] In courting [D] pretty fair maids.
So when in Dublin [Am] I arrive, To look for a [D] situation, You could [Em] always hear the [G] mall say, He's [A] the pride of all [D] the nation.
Dum da diddly diddly dum, dum diddly diddly dum, dum diddly diddly dum.
On George's quay I first began, And there [A] became a porter, [D] But me and me master soon fell [B] out, Which cut our [D] acquaintance shorter.
In Sackville street I was a pastry cook, [A] In Jane's the street a [D] baker, In Cook's [Em] street I did [G] coffins make, [D] In Eustace street a preacher.
I'm a roving jack of many a trade, [A] Of every trade, of all [D] trades, And if you wish to know my [A] name, They call me Jack of [D] all Trades.
[Am]
[D] In Bagot street I drove a [A] cab, And there was well respected, [D] In Francis street I'd lodging beds, To entertain all strangers.
Now Dublin is a [A] fiery land, [D] Or I am much [Dm] mistaken, In Kevin street I [G] do declare, I sold butter, eggs and bacon.
[Bm] [A]
[D] In Golden Lane I sold old [B] shoes, In Mead street was a grinder, [D] In Barrick street I lost me [A] wife, And I'm glad I [D] ne'er did find her.
In Mary's lane I dyed old clothes, Of which I've often [E] posted, And later in [G] Exchequer street, [D] Sold mutton ready roasted.
I'm a roving jack of many a [A] trade, Of every trade, of all [D] trades, And if you wish to know my name, They call me Jack of all Trades.
[E]
[A] [D]
[Am] [D]
[N]
I'm a roving and a sporting blade, They [A] call me Jack of all Trades, I always take a great delight [A] In courting [D] pretty fair maids.
So when in Dublin [Am] I arrive, To look for a [D] situation, You could [Em] always hear the [G] mall say, He's [A] the pride of all [D] the nation.
Dum da diddly diddly dum, dum diddly diddly dum, dum diddly diddly dum.
On George's quay I first began, And there [A] became a porter, [D] But me and me master soon fell [B] out, Which cut our [D] acquaintance shorter.
In Sackville street I was a pastry cook, [A] In Jane's the street a [D] baker, In Cook's [Em] street I did [G] coffins make, [D] In Eustace street a preacher.
I'm a roving jack of many a trade, [A] Of every trade, of all [D] trades, And if you wish to know my [A] name, They call me Jack of [D] all Trades.
[Am]
[D] In Bagot street I drove a [A] cab, And there was well respected, [D] In Francis street I'd lodging beds, To entertain all strangers.
Now Dublin is a [A] fiery land, [D] Or I am much [Dm] mistaken, In Kevin street I [G] do declare, I sold butter, eggs and bacon.
[Bm] [A]
[D] In Golden Lane I sold old [B] shoes, In Mead street was a grinder, [D] In Barrick street I lost me [A] wife, And I'm glad I [D] ne'er did find her.
In Mary's lane I dyed old clothes, Of which I've often [E] posted, And later in [G] Exchequer street, [D] Sold mutton ready roasted.
I'm a roving jack of many a [A] trade, Of every trade, of all [D] trades, And if you wish to know my name, They call me Jack of all Trades.
[E]
[A] [D]
[Am] [D]
[N]
Key:
D
A
G
Am
Em
D
A
G
_ I'm a roving jack of many a [A] trade, Of every trade, of all [D] 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 [A] call me Jack of all Trades, I always take a great delight [A] In courting [D] pretty fair maids.
So when in Dublin [Am] I arrive, To look for a [D] situation, You could [Em] always hear the [G] mall say, He's [A] the pride of all [D] the nation.
Dum da diddly diddly dum, dum diddly diddly dum, dum diddly diddly dum.
On George's quay I first began, And there [A] became a porter, [D] But me and me master soon fell [B] out, Which cut our [D] acquaintance shorter.
_ In Sackville street I was a pastry cook, [A] In Jane's the street a [D] baker, In Cook's [Em] street I did [G] coffins make, [D] In Eustace street a preacher.
_ I'm a roving jack of many a trade, [A] Of every trade, of all [D] trades, And if you wish to know my [A] name, They call me Jack of [D] all Trades.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
[D] In Bagot street I drove a [A] cab, And there was well respected, [D] In Francis street I'd lodging beds, To entertain all strangers.
_ Now Dublin is a [A] fiery _ land, [D] Or I am much [Dm] mistaken, In Kevin street I [G] do declare, I sold butter, eggs and bacon.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ [A] _ _
[D] In Golden Lane I sold old [B] shoes, In Mead street was a grinder, [D] In Barrick street I lost me [A] wife, And I'm glad I [D] ne'er did find her.
In Mary's lane I dyed old clothes, Of which I've often [E] posted, And later in [G] Exchequer street, [D] Sold mutton ready roasted. _
I'm a roving jack of many a [A] trade, Of every trade, of all [D] trades, And if you wish to know my name, They call me Jack of all Trades. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
[Am] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ I'm a roving and a sporting blade, They [A] call me Jack of all Trades, I always take a great delight [A] In courting [D] pretty fair maids.
So when in Dublin [Am] I arrive, To look for a [D] situation, You could [Em] always hear the [G] mall say, He's [A] the pride of all [D] the nation.
Dum da diddly diddly dum, dum diddly diddly dum, dum diddly diddly dum.
On George's quay I first began, And there [A] became a porter, [D] But me and me master soon fell [B] out, Which cut our [D] acquaintance shorter.
_ In Sackville street I was a pastry cook, [A] In Jane's the street a [D] baker, In Cook's [Em] street I did [G] coffins make, [D] In Eustace street a preacher.
_ I'm a roving jack of many a trade, [A] Of every trade, of all [D] trades, And if you wish to know my [A] name, They call me Jack of [D] all Trades.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
[D] In Bagot street I drove a [A] cab, And there was well respected, [D] In Francis street I'd lodging beds, To entertain all strangers.
_ Now Dublin is a [A] fiery _ land, [D] Or I am much [Dm] mistaken, In Kevin street I [G] do declare, I sold butter, eggs and bacon.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ [A] _ _
[D] In Golden Lane I sold old [B] shoes, In Mead street was a grinder, [D] In Barrick street I lost me [A] wife, And I'm glad I [D] ne'er did find her.
In Mary's lane I dyed old clothes, Of which I've often [E] posted, And later in [G] Exchequer street, [D] Sold mutton ready roasted. _
I'm a roving jack of many a [A] trade, Of every trade, of all [D] trades, And if you wish to know my name, They call me Jack of all Trades. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
[Am] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _