"Balsam Lake"       Won't you stop a while, and let me tell you. 'bout a special place, that I go to. Where nature's sounds, whistle through the trees And the waves roll in, pushed by the breeze. Chorus:     Balsam Lake, where I need to be     Where life is slow, and so serene     Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall     Balsam Lake, has it all. My grandpa found, this magic place, and though he's gone, I (can) still see his face. All my questions, he answers there, By the water, in the country air. Chorus Been going there, since '57, To Balsam Lake, my Grandpa's heaven One of these days, gonna stay for good Make it my home, like he said I should. Chorus

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The Story Behind the Song
Balsam Lake is a popular cottage country vacation and weekend get away place north of Toronto, Canada.

From the year he was born, Kenny spent many years growing up at his grandfather's cottage on Balsam Lake. It is a place of happy memories and good vibes.

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