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