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

[Chorus]
     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

[Verse]
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

[Chorus]
     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

[Chorus]
     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