Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
Next year all our troubles will be
Out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the yule-tide gay
Next year all 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
Will be near to us once more
Through the years, we all will be together
If the Fates allow
Hang a shaming star upon above the highest bound
And have yourself a little merry Christmas now
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 shaming star upon above the highest bound
And have yourself a little merry Christmas now
