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 far away
Here we are, as in olden days Happy golden days gone by Oldest friends who are dear to us Gather near to us Once more
Through the years, we all have been together If the saints allow Hang a shining star upon the highest bough And have yourself a merry little Christmas now