Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

Let your heart be light
 From now on, our troubles will be out of sight
 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
 Gather near to us once more
 Through the years we all will be together
 If the fates allow
 So hang a shining star upon the highest bough
 And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
 Let your heart be light
 From now on, our troubles will be out of sight
 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
 Gather near to us once more
 Through the years we all will be together
 If the fates allow
 So hang a shining star upon the highest bough
 And have yourself a merry little Christmas now