Words And Music By Tom Petty
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She grew up in a Indiana town,
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Had a good lookin' mama who never was around.
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But she grew up tall and she grew up right
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With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night.
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Well she moved down here at the age of eighteen,
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She blew the boys away; was more than they'd seen.
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I was introduced and we both started groovin'
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She said, "I dig you, baby, but I got to keep movin' - on.
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Keep movin' on."
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Chorus
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Last dance with Mary Jane,
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One more time to kill the pain.
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I feel summer creepin' in
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And I'm tired of this town again.
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Well I don't know but I've been told,
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You never slow down, you never grow old.
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I'm tired of screwin' up, tired of goin' down,
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Tired of myself, tired of this town,
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Oh my, my, oh hell yes
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Honey put on that party dress.
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Buy me a drink, sing me a song,
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Take me as I come cause I can't stay long.
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(Repeat Chorus)
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There's pigeons down on Market Square,
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She's standing in her underwear.
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Lookin' down from a hotel room,
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Nightfall will be coming soon.
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Oh my, my, oh hell yes,
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You got to put on that party dress.
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It was too cold to cry, when I woke up alone.
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I hit my last number, I walked to the road.
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Mary Jane's Last Dance
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| Tom Petty |
