G C G I'm gonna go down on the creek bank, gather all my peopleC G D Pitch horseshoes until the sun goes downG C G Gonna barbecue my ribs, eat potato saladC G D Let the bird dogs run, let the children singG Lord we're gonna get down [Chorus]C G Yes, we shall gather down in DixieC G D Where my father and my children's feet have trodC G We shall all sing "Hallelujah"C G D G I'm American by birth, and Southern by the grace of God [Verse]G C G I'm gonna slip off with my cousin For a little shot of bourbonC G D Listen to him stretch the truth for a little whileG C G I'm gonna sneak up behind my babyC And tell her that I love herG D I'm gonna lay her down in a hickory sheetG And watch my baby smile [Chorus]C G Yes, we shall gather down in DixieC G D Where my father and my children's feet have trodC G We shall all sing "Hallelujah"C G D G I'm American by birth, and Southern by the grace of God [Chorus]C G Yes, we shall gather down in DixieC G D Where my father and my children's feet have trodC G We shall all sing "Hallelujah"C G D G I'm American by birth, and Southern by the grace of God
American By Birth
Johnny Crash
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