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 fates allow

Hang a shining star upon the highest bough

And have yourself 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 yourself a merry little Christmas now