Have yourself a merry little Christmas.
Let your heart be light,
From now on our troubles
Will be out of sight.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on our troubles
Will be miles away.
Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore,
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more.
And through the years, we all will be together
If the fates allow
Until then, we'll just have
to muddle through somehow
And here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Someday soon we will all be together
If the fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bow
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now