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Tom Petty And The Heartbreakers - Mary Jane's Last Dance (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers
Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers
Performer
Tom Petty
Tom Petty
Lead Vocals
Scott Thurston
Scott Thurston
Background Vocals
Ron Blair
Ron Blair
Bass Guitar
Steve Ferrone
Steve Ferrone
Drums
Mike Campbell
Mike Campbell
Guitar
Benmont Tench
Benmont Tench
Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom Petty
Tom Petty
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Petty
Tom Petty
Producer
Mike Campbell
Mike Campbell
Producer
Chris Bellman
Chris Bellman
Mastering Engineer
Ryan Ulyate
Ryan Ulyate
Mixing Engineer
Greg Looper
Greg Looper
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good lookin' mama who never was around
But she grew up tall, grew up right
With them Indiana boys on them Indiana nights
[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, we both started groovin'
She said, "I dig you, baby, but I'd like to keep moving"
Ah yes, keep movin' on
[Verse 3]
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]
Well, I don't know, but I've been told
You never slow down, you never grow old
I'm tired of screwin' up, tired of going down
Tired of myself, tired of this town
[Verse 5]
Oh, my, my, oh, hell, yes
You got to put on that party dress
Buy me a drink, sing me a song
Take me as I come 'cause I can't stay long
[Verse 6]
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 7]
There's pigeons down on Market Square
She's standin' in her underwear
Lookin' down from a hotel room
Nightfall will be comin' soon
[Verse 8]
Oh, my, my, oh, hell, yes
You got to put on that party dress
It was too cold to cry, I woke up alone
I hit my last number, walked to the road
[Verse 9]
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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