Manhattan Rob Walsh - Don't Tread On Me lyrics

Don't Tread On Me - Lyrics & Chords by Rob Walsh 2016 Poor old John Henry Ain't got nothing to do There's not a lot of work for a steel driving man But that ain't nothing new He hangs out at the convience store With Johnny Appleseed Who just can't think of a reason To plant another tree They lean against the garbage can And watch the world go by And what they see is crazy stuff That they don't recognize They say that's why old Casey Jones And Pecos Bill left town These folks are living in a dream And the house is falling down Don't tread (mess) on me Don't run me down Get out of my way Quit hanging around I'm trying to find a way To get free From all these wheels Turning back on me And I try and I try And I try and I try But the man is keeping me down And I try and I try And I try . . . The zombies walk right past them And go into the store They buy lottery tickets and liquor Because they're so damnned bored This place is like a ghost town With folks on every front porch And a headless horseman riding 'round Waving a flaming torch Don't tread on me Don't run me down Get out of my way Quit hanging around I'm trying to find a way To get free From all these wheels Turning back on me And I try and I try And I try and I try But the man is keeping me down And I try and I try And I try . . .