See also this earlier thread on Vera Johnson here

From http://cfmb.icaap.org/content/30.4/BV30-4art8.pdf:

THE HOUSEWIFE'S LAMENT
(Vera Johnson)

Monday morning I sat at home, I heard a knock at the door,
And I saw a jolly tinkerman I never had seen before;
He said, "Have you got any holes to block, any pots or pans to mend?
I can block a hole with a deal of skill, I'm the housewife's dearest friend."
With the greatest of pleasure I asked him in, and I hoped for a while he would stay,
But he fixed two pots and a frying pan and then went on his way.

CHORUS
Ah me, for the old ways, Ah me, for the old days,
When a workman used quite diff'rent tools, and he did the job much better.

Tuesday morning I sat at home, I heard a knock at the door,
And there I saw a jolly fiddler I never had seen before;
He said, "Would you like me to play tune of a merry pleasant kind?
I can play it fast, I can play it slow, just as you may be inclined."
With the greatest of pleasure I asked him in and I hope for a while he would stay,
But he played two jigs and an eightsome reel and then went on his way.
CHORUS

Wednesday morning I sat at home, I heard a knock at the door,
And who should I see but a lusty smith I never had seen before;
He said, "Any blacksmith work today? Now I hope you won't say no,
For my forge is hot and my hammer hard and I'm ready to strike a blow."
With the greatest of pleasure I asked him in and I hoped for a while he would stay,
But he shod my cow (for I had no horse) and then went on his way.
CHORUS

Thursday evening I sat at home, I heard a knock at the door,
And who should I see but a jolly miller I never had seen before;
He said, "Have you got any corn to grind? Now the truth to you I'll tell,
All the ladies say when I grind their corn that it's never been ground so well."
With the greatest of pleasure I asked him in and I hoped for a while he would stay,
But he ground a peck and a half of corn and then went on his way.
CHORUS

Friday morning I sat home, I heard a knock at the door,
And there I saw a little chimney-sweep I never had seen before;
He said, "Is your chimney clogged up tight? I can sweep it neat and clean,
For my brush is stiff and can do the job, it's the finest brush you've seen."
With the greatest of pleasure I asked him in and I hoped for a while he would stay,
But he filled up a couple of pails with soot and then went on his way.
CHORUS

Saturday morning I sat at home, I heard a knock at the door,
And who should I see by an odd-jobs man I never had seen before;
He said, "Have you got any jobs for me'! I can milk or clean the barn,
But the job that I like best is winding up a ball of yam."
With the greatest of pleasure I asked him in and I hoped for a while he would stay,
But he wound a skein of angora wool and then went on his way.
CHORUS

Sunday morning I sat at home, I heard a knock at the door,
And there was a German musicianer I never had seen before;
He said, "Is your instrument out of tune? I can fix it up, it's true,
With my tuning fork I can go to work, it will be as good as new."
I said, "Be off with your promises, I've met your kind before,
Go home and fiddle with your music-box and don't come back no more.
CHORUS