The butler Henry Baker extinguishes the fires
Whilst Sir Fred'rick Harold Robinson casually retires
Another day tomorrow cries Alan Crayon Steel
All must be up early to have the morning meal
The maid comes with decanter and to the butler there
Said 'Sir here's what you ordered' ,
He said 'no one seems to care '
It must be good to live in the house of Lords
It must be good to live in the house of Lords
The house is now in darkness before the coming day
But at five o'clock that morning , the master passed away
The housemaid drew the curtains and the doctors watched the dawn
And the brother Bendix sadly watched the gardener mow the lawn
It must be sad to live in the house of Lords
It must be sad to live in the house of Lords
Grandma Mildred Marshall was pouring out the tea
When she heard about the news of Sir Frederick's tragedy
The hall is now in sadness and everybody cried
On the banks of Burntley River is where Sir Frederick lies
It must be sad to live in the house of Lords
It must be sad to live in the house of Lords
Writer(s): Barry Alan Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb, Maurice Ernest Gibb
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