Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Let your heart be light Next year all our troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Make the Yule-tide gay, Next year all our troubles will be miles away. Once again, 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 all will be together, If the Fates allow Until then we'll have to muddle through somehow So have yourself a merry little Christmas now