It's a big estate With wrought iron gates And palm trees standin' tall Fancy mirrors and chandeliers Comfort wall to wall And the ocean air is so crisp and clear And they rave about our view But there aint no mountain breeze And there aint no hickory trees And this aint Tennessee And she aint you There's a bedroom suite Where she comes to me And as her fingers touch my face I close my eyes and I fantasize Of another time and place What she feels is so warm and real And I know her love is true And she tries so hard to please Still I think sometimes she sees That this aint Tennessee And she aint you It's not that it's not good enough And it's not that I'm not man enough There's just somethin' easy goin' that I love About you and Tennessee So I made up my mind to learn my lines And try to play the part But part of me is in Tennessee And deep down in my heart I miss my Smoky Mountain home And I miss your lovin' too And it's deep inside of me And it's always gonna be Cause this ain't Tennessee And she ain't you