American By Birth

Southern Soul: Embracing Heritage and Harmony in 'American By Birth'
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Lyrics

I'm gonna go down on the creek bank

I plan to go down to the creek bank.

Gather all my people

I will gather my people.

Pitch horseshoes until the sun goes down

We'll play horseshoes until sunset.

Gonna barbecue my ribs, eat potato salad

I'll barbecue ribs and enjoy potato salad.

Let the bird dogs run, let the children sing

The bird dogs will run, and the children will sing.

Lord we're gonna get down

We will joyfully celebrate and have a good time.


Yes, we shall gather down in Dixie

We will gather in Dixie.

Where my father and my

Referring to ancestors, where my father and my...

Children's feet have trod

Mention of the path the family has walked.

We shall all sing "Hallelujah"

We will collectively express joy or praise.

I'm American by birth

Declaration of being American by birth.

And Southern by the grace of God

Identifying as Southern due to divine favor.

I'm gonna slip off with my cousin

I'll spend time with my cousin.

For a little shot of bourbon

Sharing a drink of bourbon.

Listen to him stretch the truth

Listening to him tell exaggerated stories.

For a little while

Enjoying this for a short while.

I'm gonna sneak up behind my baby

I'll approach my loved one from behind.

And tell her that I love her

Expressing love to my partner.

I'm gonna lay her down in a hickory sheet

We'll lay down together on a hickory sheet.

And watch my baby smile

Observing my partner's joyful expression.


Yes, we shall gather down in Dixie

We will gather again in Dixie.

Where my father and my

Reference to familial footsteps in Dixie.

Children's feet have trod

Continuation of the family legacy.

We shall all sing "Hallelujah"

Collective expression of joy or praise.

I'm American by birth

Reiteration of being American by birth.

And Southern by the grace of God

Remaining Southern due to divine favor.


Yes, we shall gather down in Dixie

Another gathering in Dixie.

Where my father and my

Reaffirming the ancestral connection in Dixie.

Children's feet have trod

Continued legacy through generations.

We shall all sing "Hallelujah"

Collective expression of joy or praise.

I'm American by birth

Reiteration of being American by birth.

And Southern by the grace of God

Remaining Southern due to divine favor.

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