(picture borrowed from Miss Lina's burrow)
Do you know that, too?
Coming to a new land
Looking there for ore
But that's there no more
And you're standing there
Pickaxe in your axe hand
Thinking what went wrong
And where the ore is gone
Cause Jiro takes it all
No matter big or small
No matter tin or skarn
All taken from you, darn
Changing all your plans
Changing your direction
Search on with a fierce grin
Where no one else has been
Where no one else has digged
Thorough to perfection
But you've been a fool
Not a single jewel
Cause Jiro takes it all
No matter big or small
No matter tin or skarn
All taken from you, darn
Then you sit down and cry
Rubbing your red eyes
What else are you to do
Than start your search anew
In case you did not know
He indeed can smell ore
Even in his sleep
Digs it from the deep
Wherever you may go
Guess who's been there before
Taken all the gold
Yes, it was the bold
Cause Jiro takes it all
No matter big or small
No matter tin or skarn
All taken from you, darn
Then you sit down and cry
Rubbing your red eyes
What else are you to do
Than start your search anew
And then finally
Your pickaxe is a-rusting
Never being used
And you heart is bruised
Looking at your tools
They need more than dusting
But look, there he stands
New pickaxe in his hands
Cause Jiro makes them all
No matter big or small
Best pickaxes
All for free
But don't you go
Squeal with glee
There's no ore left
Big or small
Master Jiro
Takes it all
((Sung to "The Winner Takes It All" by ABBA - in case you did not guess. The melody can be found at the Fat Lute, but I suggest to play the clarinette part with harp. Three players are necessary - lute, harp (cla-part) and flute; drums are great but it works without them, too; and theorbo must not be there at all but is nice to have in case there are five players))
