THIS AIN'T TENNESSEE AND SHE AIN'T YOU 

WRITERS JIM SHAW, LARRY BASTIAN



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 ain't no mountain breeze

And there ain't no hickory trees 

And this ain't Tennessee 

And she ain't 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 ain't Tennessee 

And she ain't 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