| Am | G | D | Am | |
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| Am | G | |
| She grew up in an | Indiana town |
| D | Am | |
| Had a | good lookin' momma who | never was around |
| Am | G | |
| But she | grew up tall and she | grew up right |
| D | Am | |
| With them | Indiana boys on an | Indiana night |
| Am | G | D | Am | |
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| Well she moved down here at the age of 18 |
| 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 |
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| / + + | / + + | / + + | / + + |
| Em7 | |
| Last dance with Mary Jane |
| A | |
| One more time to kill the flame |
| Em7 | |
| I feel summer creepin' in and I'm |
| A | G | |
| Tired of this town again |
| Am | G | D | Am | |
| |: | / + + | / + + | / + + | / + + :| * 2 |
| Well I don't know but I've been told |
| You never slow down, you never grow old |
| I'm tired of screwing up, I'm tired of bein' down |
| I'm tired of myself, I'm 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 |
| Em7 | |
| Last dance with Mary Jane |
| A | |
| One more time to kill the flame |
| Em7 | |
| I feel summer creepin' in and I'm |
| A | G | |
| Tired of this town again |
| Am | G | D | Am | |
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| There's pidgeons down in 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've got to put on that party dress |
| It was too cold to cry when I woke up alone |
| I hit the last number, I walked to the road |
| Em7 | |
| Last dance with Mary Jane |
| A | |
| One more time to kill the flame |
| Em7 | |
| I feel summer creepin' in and I'm |
| A | G | |
| Tired of this town again |
| Am | G | D | Am | |
| |: | / + + | / + + | / + + | / + + :| * ?? |