D                A        D 
Lord Byron had a lot of luggage
D                    A               D 
He took it when he traveled far and wide
Bm               A           D 
He didn't get to bathe very often
D                            A              D 
But he liked to change his clothes all the time

[Verse 2]

D                    A             D 
I had a little friend named Mister Johnson
D               A          D 
Who always tried to be like me
Bm                    A           D 
He rose to the heights of this profession
D                  A              D 
He was hard on his friends and family 

[Chorus 1]

G          D          Em      D
Still out here in the wind and rain
G              D         Em      A   
Look a little older but I feel no pain
G                 D
And it stands to reason
D             G         D
I'm still looking for love
D             G         D
I'm still looking for love

[Verse 3]

D              A        D 
I went to the Henley Regatta
D              A        D 
Intending to put out to sea
Bm               A           D 
They pronounced me persona non grata
D                           A                  D 
Goes show that you can't come and go as you please

[Chorus 2]

G          D          Em      D
Still out here in the wind and rain
G              D         Em      A   
Look a little older but I feel no pain
G                 D
And it stands to reason
D             G         D
I'm still looking for love
D             G         D
I'm still looking for love

[Verse 4]

D                 A        D 
Looking for a needle in a haystack
D           A        D 
It's pretty hard to find
Bm          A           D 
Every dog has his day, Jack
D              A        D 
I'm still waiting for mine

[Chorus 3]

G          D          Em      D
Still out here in the wind and rain
G              D         Em      A   
Look a little older but I feel no pain
G                 D
And it stands to reason
D             G         D
I'm still looking for love
D             G         D
I'm still looking for love