Have yourself a merry little Christmas, let your heart be the 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 Through the years we all will be together, if the fates will allow Hang a shining star upon the highest bough And have yourself a merry little Christmas now 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, once more Through the years we all will be together, if the fates will allow Hang a shining star upon the highest bough And have yourself a merry little Christmas Have yourself a merry little Christmas, now
