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
On the highest bough,
And have yourself
A merry little Christmas now