Garth Brooks - This aint tennessee

^DIt's a big estate ^AWith wrought iron gates ^GAnd palm trees standing t^Dall ^GFancy mirrors and chandle^Dirs ^AsusComfort wall to wal^Al

^DAnd the ocean air is s^Ao crisp and clear ^GAnd they rave about ^Dour view ^GBut there ain't no mountain ^Abreeze ^GAnd there ain^D/F#'t no hickory tre^Aes ^GAnd this a^D/F#in't Tennesse^Ae And she ain't y^Dou ^A

^DThere's a bedroom suite ^AWhere she comes to me ^GAnd as her fingers touch my f^Dace ^GI close my eyes and I fan^Dtasize ^AsusOf another time and ^Aplace ^GWhat she feels is so warm and ^Dreal ^GAnd I know her love is ^Atrue ^GAnd she tries ^D/F#so hard to ple^Ase ^GStill I thi^D/F#nk sometimes sh^Ae sees ^GThat this a^D/F#in't Tennesse^Ae And she ain't y^Dou

^GIt's not thatit's not good e^Dnough ^GAnd it's not that I'm not m^Dan enough ^GThere's just something ea^Dsy going that I love about ^Ayou and tennesse^Ge

^DSo I made up my mind t^Ao learn my lines ^GAnd try to play the p^Dart ^GBut part of me is in T^Dennessee ^AAnd deep down in my heart ^DI miss my Smokey Mountain ho^Ame ^GAnd I miss your lovin ^Dtoo ^GAnd it's deep ^D/F#inside of m^Ae ^GAnd it's alw^D/F#ays going to b^Ae ^GCause this a^D/F#in't tennesse^Ae And she ain't you^D