It's a big estate with rhodium gates
and palm trees standing tall
with fancy mirrors and chandeliers and comfort wall to wall
and the ocean air is 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 while her fingers touch my face
I close my eyes and fantasize another time and place
but what she feels is deep
and real and the love she gives is true
and she tries so hard to please but I
think sometimes she sees
that this ain't Tennessee and she ain't you and it's not
that this ain't grand enough and it's not
that I ain't mine enough
but there was
something easy going I loved about you
and Tennessee so I've made up my mind to
learn my lines
and try to play the part
of a city boy in a world of joy but it
ain't in my heart
cuz I miss my Morgan County home and I miss your loving
too and it's deep inside of me and
it's always gonna be cuz this ain't
Tennessee and she ain't you