Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on your troubles will
Be out of sight, yeah

Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yuletide gay
From now on your troubles will be miles away
Oh

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

Through the years we all will be together and
If the fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the
Highest bow, oh yeah, oh
And have yourself a merry
Little Christmas now, oh, oh

Faithful friends who are dear to us
They gather near to us once more, oh, oh

Through the years we all will be together and
If the fates allow, oh yeah
But 'til then we'll have to muddle
Through somehow, oh yeah, oh, oh
And have yourself a merry little
Christmas now, ooh yeah, oh, ooh