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
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now


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


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

And have yourself a merry little Christmas now.