Lord Byron's Luggage Songtext / Lyric

Lord Byron had a lot of luggage

He took it when he traveled far and wide

He didn't get to bathe very often

But he liked to change his clothes all the time



I had a little friend named Mister Johnson

Who always tried to be like me

He rose to the heights of this profession

And he was hard on his friends and family



Still out here in the wind and rain

Look a little older but I feel no pain

And it stands to reason

I'm still looking for love, still looking for love



I went to the Henley Regatta

Intending to put out to sea

They pronounced me persona non grata

Goes to show that you can't come and go as you please






Still out here in the wind and rain

Look a little older but I feel no pain

And it stands to reason

I'm still looking for love

Still looking for love, still looking for love, still looking for love



Looking for a needle in a haystack

It's pretty hard to find

Every dog has his day, Jack

I'm still waiting for mine



Still out here in the wind and rain

Look a little older but I feel no pain

And it stands to reason

I'm still looking for love, still looking for love



Still out here in the wind and rain

A whole lot older but I feel no pain

And it stands to reason

I'm still looking for love

Still looking for love, still looking for love

Still looking for love, still looking for love