You have been there since 1879
Why did you have to pine?
I stood in your shade
When I started first grade
You stood guard at our school
So we could learn the rule
The children of Hinterstoder planted you to honor the Kaiser
Watching you all the years has made us wiser
When you were cut down
My face turned to a frown
And a tear flowed from my eye
To say goodbye
I didn’t know that a Linden Tree
Could be so dear to me.
