American By Birth

G C G I'm gonna go down on the creek bank, gather all my people C G D Pitch horseshoes until the sun goes down G C G Gonna barbecue my ribs, eat potato salad C G D Let the bird dogs run, let the children sing G Lord we're gonna get down C G Yes, we shall gather down in Dixie C G D Where my father and my children's feet have trod C G We shall all sing "Hallelujah" C G D G I'm American by birth, and Southern by the grace of God G C G I'm gonna slip off with my cousin For a little shot of bourbon C G D Listen to him stretch the truth for a little while G C G I'm gonna sneak up behind my baby C And tell her that I love her G D I'm gonna lay her down in a hickory sheet G And watch my baby smile C G Yes, we shall gather down in Dixie C G D Where my father and my children's feet have trod C G We shall all sing "Hallelujah" C G D G I'm American by birth, and Southern by the grace of God C G Yes, we shall gather down in Dixie C G D Where my father and my children's feet have trod C G We shall all sing "Hallelujah" C G D G I'm American by birth, and Southern by the grace of God