Tom Petty - Mary Jane's Last Dance




"Mary Jane's Last Dance" is a song written by Tom Petty and recorded by American rock band Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers. It was recorded on July 22, 1993, while Petty was recording his Wildflowers album, and was produced by Rick Rubin, guitarist Mike Campbell, and Petty.


The sessions would prove to be the last to include drummer Stan Lynch before his eventual departure in 1994. This song was first released as part of the Greatest Hits album in 1993.


It rose to No. 14 on the Billboard Hot 100, becoming his first Billboard Top 20 hit of the 1990s, and also topped the Billboard Album Rock Tracks chart for two weeks.


The music video, which won the MTV Video Music Award for Best Male Video in 1994, features Petty as a morgue assistant who takes home a beautiful dead woman (played by Kim Basinger).





Lyrics


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 them Indiana nights


Well, she moved down here the age of eighteen

She blew the boys away, it 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"


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


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


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


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


There's pigeons down on Market Square

She's standin' in her underwear

Lookin' down from a hotel room

The nightfall will be comin' soon


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, I walked to the road


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