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
From now on
All our troubles will be miles away

Once again 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 will all be together
If the fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough

Once again as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more

Someday soon we all will be together
If the fates allow
Until then we'll muddle through somehow
So have yourself a merry little Christmas right now

Yeah, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on...
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Have yourself a merry little Christmas...