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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Traveling through the Valley in my old car Passing by the rubble that was Saint Ann's Wondering what is happening to the valley No more growth, I guess God had other plans An empty lot where Saint Mary's school use to be Stopped by and shed a silent tear Henry's and the My Place are just part of the past I'm just watching all my memories disappear The Coffee shop is gone now up in Summit Hill The stadium stands but there is no scheduled game The school building became a housing project Somehow the Valley doesn't seem the same The churches are combined now, once they all were full Population's down, getting smaller I fear We once knew everyone by their first name I'm just watching all my memories disappear. We'd hitch hike from Tamaqua to hang at the My Play the juke box and dance in the back room Stop by the bowling alley or catch a movie Now the block's as quiet as a tomb We'd drag race on a Saturday night on the Hauto stretch Seems we never really knew the meaning of fear Kids don't love their beat up cars the way that we once did And I'm watching all my memories disappear No more church picnics up in Dutch Hill Park The hangouts that we knew are now all gone The pool hall, YMCA and skating rink In my mind they still linger on Once we'd gather in the Indian fields To have some fun and share a quart of beer Sit along the cemetery wall late at night I'm just watching all my memories disappear.
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