I was once a tinker,
Mender of broken pots and pans
I was once a glass man
Shards of glasses -
I stoop in glee assembling the pieces.
I was once a joiner and a woodman,
broken legs of chairs and tables
got healed in my adept hands
I was once a tailor
My shop buzzed with the clatter
of scissors and the humming of the sewing machine.
I was once a metal man,
The fiery furnace and the anvil and hammer
and the molten lava are not far from view
I used to be the plumber man
Layer of pipes and bringer of honeyed water and drainer of sewage
Now you come to me,
Drowning in your tears
Tell me love, did someone break your heart?
Give me the chance to repair it, to mend it again
I am your repair man, the mender of broken things
I am jack of all trades
So let me know if someone broke your heart
So I can mend it
I am your repair man
The jack of all trades.
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