Oh, the San Fernando Valley. You never get much love. People drive through you most days, never stopping by to say hello. You’re pretty much a foreign land to anyone who has lived on the west side of Los Angeles their whole life. You’re usually hotter than the rest of the city and on those days, which is most days, many avoid you like the plague. But you’re strong, San Fernando Valley. You recovered from a horrendous earthquake in 1994 and survived a proposed annexation from L.A. in 2002. And while I, too admit to speaking ill of you at times, you are nevertheless my home. Of all things, you should be most commended for being the subject of Bill Crosby’s 1944 number one hit, “San Fernando Valley,” written by Gordon Jenkins, and thanks to YouTube, we all can be transported back to 1944 and sing along (with the lyrics after the cut!).

Oh! I’m packing my grip
And I’m leavin’ today,
‘Cause I’m takin’ a trip
California way
I’m gonna settle down and never more roam
And make the San Fernando Valley my home.

I’ll forget my sins,
I’ll be makin’ new friends,
Where the West begins
And the sunset ends,
‘Cause I’ve decided where “yours truly” should be
And it’s the San Fernando Valley for me

I think that I’m safe in statin’
My tomato will be waitin’
When my lonely journey is done
And kindly old Reverend Thomas
Made us a solemn promise
Said he’d make the two of us one.

So, I’m hittin’ the trail
To the cow country.
You can for-ward my mail
Care of R.F.D.
I’m fixin’ to settle down and never more roam
And make the San Fernando Valley my home

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