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Oh! I'm packing my grip
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And I'm leav-in' to-day,
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'Cause I'm takin' a trip
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Cal-i-for-nia way
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I'm gon-na set-tle down and nev-er more roam
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And make the SAN FER-NAN-DO VAL0LEY my home.
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I'll for-get my sins,
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I'll be mak-in' new friends,
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Where the West be-gins
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And the sun-set ends,
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'Cause I've de-cid-ed where "yours tru-ly" should be
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And it's the SAN FER-NAN-DO VAL-LEY for me
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I think that I'm safe in stat-in'
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{She - He} will be wait-in'
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When my lone-ly jour-ney is done-
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And kind-ly old Rev-'rend Thomas
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Made us a pro-mise
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He will make the two of us one.
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So, I'm hit-tin' the trail
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To the cow coun-try.
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You can for-ward my mail
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Care of R.F.D.
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I'm gon-na set-tle down and nev-er more roam
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And make the SAN FER-NAN-DO VAL-LEY my home
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San Fernando Valley
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| Bing Crosby |
