King of All Trades Heather Dale

The doge of Venice and council of ten were watching their town go astray
The coffers are lean, there's no money to spend, it's a state of financial decay
The cobblers are squabbling and no making shoes
The vintner have gone and forsaken the booze
The merchants are marching demanding we choose
Just what is the king of all trades, aha, just what is the king of all trades

The doge of Venice and council of ten took cloaks and went out to the street
There they were swarmed by a jostle of men who could barely keep up on their feet
The shipwright came forward and puffed up his chest
"When there's goods to be carried my fleet is the best
They just make the stuff I take care of the rest
Of course iI'm the king of all trades, aha, of course I'm the king of all trades."

The dye master elbowed his way through the crowd and laughed in the ship master's face
"I cannot imagine what makes him so proud when my tubs could beat his in a race
His ships are turned back 'cuz their rats are infected
His sailors are brawling but that was expected
He always makes sure that his backside's protected
He'd never be king of all trades, aha, he'd never be king of all trades."

The wizened old jeweler peered up through his lens and scoffed at the dye master's rant
"I see that he's screaming blue murder again when we all know his vat's on a slant
The water down river from him is vermillion
And all of his colors go grey when it raining
And you don't want to know what that indigo stain is
And he'd never be king of all trades, aha, he'd never be king of all trades."