Have yourself a merry little Christmas.
Let your heart be light.
Next year all 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 golden days,
Happy olden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us,
Will be 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.
Once again as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yours.
Faithful friends who are dear to us,
Gather near to us once more.
Someday soon we all will be together,
If the fates allow.
Until then we'll have to battle through somehow.
So have yourself a merry little Christmas now.