Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your hearts be light
From now on our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the yuletide gay
From now on our troubles will be far away
Here we are as in olden days, happy golden days of yore
Old friends who are dear to us will be near to us once more
Through the years we'll always be together if the fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bow
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now