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 yuletide gay
Next year all 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, somehow
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now

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, somehow
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
Through the years we all will be together
If the Fates allow
Until then we'll have to muddle through, somehow, somehow
So have yourself a merry little Christmas now

Together, if the Fates allow
Together, if the Fates allow