Have yourself a merry little Christmas May 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 Here we are, as in olden days Happy golden days of yore Faithful friends who are dear to us They gather near to us once more Through the years we'll always be together If fate allows Hang a shining star upon the highest bough So have yourself a merry little Christmas now