And here's a Brighton (UK) version:

I'm a roving blade of many a trade of every trade and all trades
And if you want to know my name they call me Jack of all trades.
Now Brighton is of high renown, the pride of all the nation
At 21 it's here I came to seek for a situation.

In Lewes Road I started when I joined the Corporation
And drove a number 45 from Kemptown to the Station.
I've been a stage hand at the Dome, in Woodingdean a welder
And in Sherry's lost my heart to Rose the moment I beheld her.

I've nicked shoplifters in Hannington's when I was a floorwalker,
In West Street was a bouncer and in Hollingdean a hawker
And on the Pier you'd hear me clear when calling out the bingo;
In summer taught the hordes of kids who'd come to learn our lingo.

In Preston Park I was a clerk, in Rottingdean a roofer
And when cleaning bathroom windows saw a lady with her loofah.
In New Church Road I pushed a broom which kept the pavements cleaner
And I've fleeced the toffs who keep their yachts in the Marina.

I've done social work in Whitehawk where I got my cuts and bruises,
Been a doorman at the Metropole where I knew all the floozies.
I've been a busker in the Lanes, in London Road a mender
And underneath the Clock Tower was an Evening Argus vendor.

At the railway works I turned a lathe, in Patcham was a printer,
I've rescued sheep up on the Downs when they got lost in winter.
I've never set the world on fire, been a mover or a shaker
But I've always been a union man and never a strike breaker.

I'm a roving blade of many a trade of every trade and all trades
And if you want to know my name they call me Jack of all trades.
Now Brighton is of high renown, the pride of all of England
At 21 it's here I came when I was free and single.