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The Heidelberg Stein Song
Here's to the land that gave me birth,
Here's to the flag she flies,
Here's to her sons, the best on earth,
Here's to her smiling skies.
Here's to a heart that beats for me,
True as the stars above,
Here's to the day when mine she'll be,
Here's to the girl I love.
Oh. Heidelberg . . . Dear Heidelberg . . ,
Thy sons will ne'er forget
That golden haze of student days
Is 'round about us yet.
Those days of yore will come no more,
But through our many years
The thought of you, so good, so true.
Will fill our eyes with tears.
The thought of you, so good, so true,
Will fill our eyes with tears.
The thought of you, so good, so true,
Will fill our eyes with tears.
Dear Heidelberg —
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