Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on, your troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yule-tide gay
From now on
All troubles will be miles away
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who I dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Through the years
We all will be together
If the lord allow
So hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas, now