Hobo Chili Chords

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this tab is 100% correct. Based of the video of him playing it here: http://
www.youtube.com/watch?v=xQNmEQHkSkg&feature=related. It's a very fast song to 
play, chord changes can be difficult at first

Verse 1:
          A         D         A           D
There’s a backyard show where everybody goes
       A                       E
‘cause everybody knows at this masquerade
        A              D         A            D
They wear strange costumes and heave water balloons 
     A                E                  A
and one kid’s dressed up like a deviled egg
               D                            A
That’s when I say, “ What’s this?  There’s something that I’ve missed 
                                        E
there ain’t nothing like this back in Upstate”
             A                 D               A      D
But “When in Louisville,” they say, “join the crazy ballet”
        A             E              A
So with blazing waterguns I join the fray


Chorus:
   F#m         A                Bm           E
Yes I learned on that day what local flavor means
     F#m         A                Bm            E
With a dinner made from dumpsters on Kentucky streets
   F#m           D               A             E
You won’t learn anything tied up in restaurant chains
   F#m           D               A             E  (dampen all strings)
Why bother traveling if it all just tastes the same?

Interlude: A,D x 3 E, Repeat.


Verse 2:
      A           D        A          D      
On the guidebook page a travel-weary sage 
   A                                 E
is sharing the best secrets from her latest trek
   A               D          A            D
Then the tourists come and money builds it up and
  A               E               A 
pretty soon the place is just a wreck
         D                       A
But when I hit the road I want pie a la mode 
                                   E
from a café where they don’t wear uniforms
           A           D           A           D
Where the salt of the earth season their hometown turf 
      A                 E              A
with art that you can’t find in any store


Chorus:
    F#m             A             Bm           E
Yes I know there’s nothing new out on the interstate
      F#m           A             Bm          E
And a journey’s pointless if the asphalt mediates
 F#m              D               A                 E
You won’t find anything if you’re tied with retail chains
 F#m            D            A                 E
Why bother traveling if it all just looks the same


Verse 3:( First five lines are a capella) 
There’s a warehouse show out in New Mexico and
films are being screened up on a Brooklyn roof
Basement galleries in Knoxville,
Tennessee and Tallahassee games under the moon
            D               A
So will you come with me to either shining sea 
                                 E
to cleanse the monoculture from our souls?
            A            D              A          D
Then we’ll roam town to town listening for any sound 
         A           E            A
that can tell us they’re having a show
(single strums)A           D           A            D
So raise a glass of your sweat to acknowledge the debt 
         A           E             A
that we owe to our most gracious hosts