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