Verse 1
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on
Our troubles will be out of sight
Verse 2
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yule-tide gay
From now on
Our troubles will be miles away
Verse 3
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Verse 4
Through the years we all will be together
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star above the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now