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