Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on our troubles
Will be out of sight

Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the yule-tide gay
From now on our troubles
Will be miles away

Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more

Through the years we all will be together if the Lord allows
So hang your shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now

Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the yule-tide gay
From now on our troubles
Will be miles away

Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more

Through the years we all will be together if the Lord allows
So hang your shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas
Have yourself a merry little Christmas now