i went to see york and carlisle to find what fell from me i walked those streets i heard those spires from chambersburg to berkeley springs to where the youghiogheny sinks and as the highway rolls potomac shows me the way in monterey virginia my initials lay i drove on 33 a rabbit next to me while sandy sang avella i cannot go all my memories your valley will not hold though peoples white as snow all on the land of coal i went to see york and carlisle to find what fell from me