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