Have yourself a merry little Christmas
May your heart be ligh
From now on our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the yuletide gay
In a year our troubles will be miles away
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
They gather near to us once more
Gather near to us once more
Through the years we all will be together
If the fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bow
And have youselves a merry little Christmas now
Through the years
We all will be together
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourselves a merry little Christmas now
