A simple drive through the area is nothing if not inspiring...
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OTTERTAIL COUNTY
Eric Riehle
Down in Ottertail County the rivers run cold
The trees, oak and maple, in forests so old
The hills roll forever, and the story I'm told
Is that God made the Ottertail and then he broke the mold
Ottertail County, you're perfect as you are
And your bounty of treasures fill my heart
And I hope you don't mind too much
If I call you home
y'see, God made the Ottertail and then he broke the mold
In Ottertail County, time is hushed and still
I could spend my whole life here if the good spirits willed
Counting every star and blessing that the heavens vast could fill
And should I die before my time leave me lay atop this hill
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Now if you have chance to see her would you say hello for me
Was a time that I loved her, but alas it could not be
She was lovely but fickle, and she made me choose between
A life with her and city lights or the Ottertail and peace
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