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 in olden days 
Happy golden days of yore 
Faithful friends who are dear to us 
Gather near to us once more 

Through it all, we all will be together 
If the fate allows 
Hang a shining star upon the highest bow 
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now