We Come From North California

The city I grew up in a perfectly suburban town, is actually surrounded by miles and miles of farms, ranches, and vineyards. On one side of us is the great Central Valley, the other side is the infamous Silicon Valley, and of course if you go west, you hit the San Francisco Bay. You can imagine that makes for an eclectic group of people that make up the community that is Livermore.

Once home the infamous bandit Jouaqin Murrieta, better known as Zorro, Livermore's beginnings are purely wild west. A tradition that has been carried for generations and is best displayed during the Famous annual Livermore Rodeo. I could go into detail about the rich great history that is Livermore, but I think you get the point.

I myself was never much of a hick. I dig country music OK, but it's not my favorite. With that being said, growing up in a town full of hicks, ranchers, and farmers, leaves it's mark. This song, would be that mark.

A favorite to most people who grow up here because it captures that old country spirit this town was built on, and still prides itself on today. No matter who you hung out with, or what your personal style of music was this song always demanded it's proper due form Livermore residents.

Whenever it would come on at a party or a dance, everyone would sing along to themselves. That it is until the last verse of course when good ol's Hank mentions Livermore. OK, well maybe the line simply refers to North California. We considered that to be us just the same, and whenever old Hank would sing it, we would raise our beers and finish the song.

Were from North California and south Alabam
And little towns all around this land
And we can skin a buck; we can run a trot-line
And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive

It didn't matter what social group you hung out with or what kind of music you liked, you had to sing out loud the line about North California, because that's us.