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   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 upon the highest bough   And have yourself a merry little Christmas now      Here we are as in olden days   Happy golden days of yore   Oh, 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