There once was a wise man from Spain

There once was a wise man from Spain
who invented a folding crane

There once was a wise man from Spain
who invented a folding crane
The idea came from a dream

There once was a wise man from Spain
who invented a folding crane
The idea from a dream
Of a Gaudi figurine

There once was a wise man from Spain
who invented a folding crane
The idea from a dream
Of a Gaudi figurine
Of a crane in the rain on the plain.

Steve Sharp was the son of a sawyer

Steve Sharp was the son of a sawyer
He grew up to be a good lawyer

Steve Sharp was the son of a sawyer
He grew up to be a good lawyer
He once defended the mob

Steve Sharp was the son of a sawyer
He grew up to be a good lawyer
He once defended the mob
And did a bang-up job

Steve Sharp was the son of a sawyer
He grew up to be a good lawyer
He once defended the mob
And did a bang-up job
Now the mob is Steve Sharps sole employer

A bricklayer by the name of Clemente

A bricklayer by the name of Clemente
mixed buckets of mortar aplenty

A bricklayer by the name of Clemente
mixed buckets of mortar aplenty
With a trowel, he's a whiz

A bricklayer by the name of Clemente
mixed buckets of mortar aplenty
With a trowel, he's a whiz
He's the best at the biz

A bricklayer by the name of Clemente
mixed buckets of mortar aplenty
With a trowel, he's a whiz
He's the best at the biz
His fine work was worth ev'ry penny

My grandma had old age dementia

I forgot the next line

My grandma had old age dementia
her thoughts only there in potentia

Valencia?
No, that’s in Spain...