Have yourself a merry little Christmas
May your heart 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 miles away

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

Through the years we all will be together 
If fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bow
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now