Have yourself a merry little ChristmasLet your heart be lightFrom now onOur troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little ChristmasMake the Yule-tide gayFrom now onOur troubles will be miles away
Here we are as in olden daysHappy golden days of yoreFaithful friends who are dear to usGather near to us once more
Through the years we all will be togetherIf the fates allowHang a shining star upon the highest boughAnd have yourself a merry little Christmas now
Here we are as in olden daysHappy golden days of yoreFaithfull friends who are dear to usGather near to us once more
Through the yearsWe all will be togetherIf the fates allowSo hang a shining star upon the highest boughAnd have yourself a merry little Christmas now