Have yourself a merry little Christmas Let yourself be light From now on our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas Make the yultide gay From now on 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 Gather near to us once more.
Through the years we all will be together If the faiths allow Until then, we'll have to muddle through somehow So have yourself a merry little Christmas now.
(Here we are as in olden days Happy golden days of yore) Faithful friends who are dear to us Gather near to us once more.
Through the years we all will be together If the faiths allow Hang a shining star upon the highest bough And have yourself a merry little Christmas now.