Have yourself a merry little Christmas

May your heart be light

Next year, all our troubles will be out of sight



Have yourself a merry little Christmas

Make the Yuletide gay

Next year, all our troubles will be miles away



Oh, and here we are as in olden days

Happy golden days of yore

And faithful friends who are dear to us

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 bough

Oh, and have yourself a merry little Christmas now



Oh, and have yourself a merry little Christmas now