Fluvanna (Man of the Month)

Moved down When I was just A young pup And I looked around The town was small I felt alone Everybody got some cousins in the dirty south We going To grandma's she adopted us She took (took) Took us in, we were not her blood But she came back with love And it showed That's enough Enough That's, that's enough Enough That's, that's enough Enough That's, that's enough Enough I know this Is not our land Under God, understand This is where it began Still got, huh Dirt on my hands Close that deal Cut up, still Pulling wheels Out the field Aint nothing to fear Anyone Heard that coming from the man of the month