G                              C               G
There ain’t no way of knowing, which way the wind is blowing
      C               G                                  D
There ain’t no way of knowing, why my baby’s done up and gone
G                                          C                            G
Said there ain’t no way of knowing, I keep lookin' for the headlights a-showin
      C               G              D                      G
There ain’t no way of knowing, if my baby’s gonna come back home.

[Verse]
D                     C                 G
I telephoned my baby, plain hell gettin through
Bb                              C                     D
She won’t tell me anything, and all her friends won’t too

[Chorus]
      G                              C               G
There ain’t no way of knowing, which way the wind is blowing
      C               G                                  D
There ain’t no way of knowing, why my baby’s done up and gone
G                                          C                            G
Said there ain’t no way of knowing, I keep lookin' for the headlights a-showin
      C               G              D                      G
There ain’t no way of knowing, if my baby’s gonna come back home.

[Verse]
D                     C                             G
I’m standing out here in the yard, howling like Old Blue
Bb                               C              D
Can’t you hear him barking, he’s awful lonesome too

[Chorus]
      G                              C               G
There ain’t no way of knowing, which way the wind is blowing
      C               G                                  D
There ain’t no way of knowing, why my baby’s done up and gone
G                                          C                            G
Said there ain’t no way of knowing, I keep lookin' for the headlights a-showin
      C               G              D                      G
There ain’t no way of knowing, if my baby’s gonna come back home.

[Verse]
D                                 C                 G
I ain’t no private eye but I have picked up on some clues
Bb                                         C                G
I got a hunch she’s somewhere kick off her brand new walkin shoes

[Chorus]
      G                              C               G
There ain’t no way of knowing, which way the wind is blowing
      C               G                                  D
There ain’t no way of knowing, why my baby’s done up and gone
G                                          C                            G
Said there ain’t no way of knowing, I keep lookin' for the headlights a-showin
      C               G              D                      G
There ain’t no way of knowing, if my baby’s gonna come back home.