(Hugh Martin & Ralph Blane)

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


Once again as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore

Faithful friends who are dear to us
Will be 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