Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Benmont Tench
Benmont Tench
Organ
Howie Epstein
Howie Epstein
Bass
Mike Campbell
Mike Campbell
Electric Guitar
Stan Lynch
Stan Lynch
Drums
Tom Petty
Tom Petty
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom Petty
Tom Petty
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rick Rubin
Rick Rubin
Producer
Mike Campbell
Mike Campbell
Producer
Chris Bellman
Chris Bellman
Mastering Engineer
Tom Petty
Tom Petty
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good lookin' mama who never was around
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night
[Verse 2]
Well, she moved down here at the age of eighteen
She blew the boys away, was more than they'd seen
I was introduced and we both started groovin'
She said, "I dig you baby, but I got to keep movin' on"
Keep movin' on
[Chorus]
Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin' in and I'm tired of this town again
[Verse 3]
Well, I don't know but I've been told
You never slow down, you never grow old
Tired of screwin' up, tired of goin' down
Tired of myself, tired of this town
[Refrain]
Oh, my, my, oh, hell yes
Honey, put on that party dress
Buy me a drink, sing me a song
Take me as I come 'cause I can't stay long
[Chorus]
Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin' in and I'm tired of this town again
[Verse 4]
There's pigeons down on Market Square
She's standin' in her underwear
Lookin' down from a hotel room
And nightfall will be comin' soon
[Verse 5]
Oh, my, my, oh, hell yes
You got to put on that party dress
It was too cold to cry when I woke up alone
I hit my last number and walked to the road
[Chorus]
Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin' in and I'm tired of this town again
Written by: Tom Petty
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