Intro: Am--G--D--Am [2t]
v.1
^AmShe grew up in an ^GIndiana town
Had a ^Dgood-lookin' mama, ^Amnever was around
But she ^Amgrew up tall and she ^Ggrew up right
With them ^DIndiana boys on them ^AmIndiana nights
Am--G--D--Am [2t]
Well she moved down here at the age of eighteen
She blew the boys away, t'was more than they'd seen
I was introduced and we both started groovin'
I said I dig you baby but I got to keep movin' on, keep movin' on
Chorus:
^EmLast dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain^A
EmI feel summer creepin' in, an' I'm tired of this town again^A--G
Harp Brk [2 l]
v.2
Well I don't know but I been told
You never slow down, you never grow old
I'm tired of screwing up, tired of goin' 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
Instr. Brk.
v.4
There's pigeons down on Market Square
She's standin' in her underwear
Lookin' down from a hotel room
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 lit my last number an walked to the road
Rpt. Ch.
Instr. Brk.