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.

Oooh 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

Oooh 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