Have yourself a merry little ChristmasLet your heart be lightFrom now onOur troubles will be out of sightHave yourself a merry little ChristmasMake the Yule-tide gayFrom now onOur troubles will be miles awayHere we are as in olden daysHappy golden days of yoreFaithful friends who are dear to usGather near to us once moreThrough the years we all will be togetherIf the fates allowHang a shining star upon the highest boughAnd have yourself a merry little Christmas now