Lyrics down below.
Nerissa and Katryna Nields have been singing together since they were little girls, but they only began their professional career as the folk-rock duo The Nields 31 years and 20 albums ago.
Their musical roles go back to their childhood. Katryna is the lead singer with a powerful and expressive delivery; Nerissa prefers singing harmony and is their songwriter. (In fact, she wrote this song.) I could tell you more about them because I read this bio from their website, but you should read it yourself because they tell the story much better than I could.
Merry Christmas Mr. Jones is on their Christmas album called Joy To The World which they released in 2017. Joining the duo for this song are: Dave Chalfant on bass, Dave Hower on drums, David Nields on electric guitar, and Dar Williams and Mahlon Stewart additional vocals.
I was able to track down the lyrics of the song from here.
Merry Christmas Mr. Jones
written by Nerissa Nields © 1993 Peter Quince Productions, ASCAPMerry Christmas, Mr. Jones
I was in your Ancient History class last spring
I was the straight A student who never tried
And I argued with the boys until they criedI was always a little weird
I dressed in black and I weighed more than a young girl should
Still I'd like to thank you for being there
When I always felt so misunderstoodYou know, Mr. Jones, I got knocked up over vacation
Yeah it sort of labeled me as strange
And here I find myself this Christmas Eve
With a babe in a hospital mangerGloria
Gloria
Gloria
In excelsis deoMust be this post partum thing
But I feel nothing at all for that babe in the manger
I'm just thinking of my friends
And how they'll deal with me and this new strangerAnd I was thinking of you
And how you taught us that Mary kept her thoughts in her heart
And how Joseph was angry at first
And how he tried to get awayBut you see, Mr. Jones, there's no angel for me
And there is no one to carry my load
There is no one by my side now
To guide me down the roadChorus
Merry Christmas Mr. Jones
I've been watching the hospital TV all night long
And my parents are coming to pick us up
Before too longSo I will try to wrap this up
There's redemption when you confess your sins to someone
In these two thousand years of quality time
Well that much I can believe in'Cause you know, Mr. Jones, I don't feel angry anymore
And I'm not trying to be deceptive
It's a Christmas present of a different kind
And it's one that I acceptChorus
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