Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

(Ralph Blane/Hugh Martin)
 Have yourself a merry little Christmas
 Let your heart be light
 From now on, our troubles will be out of sight.
 Have yourself a merry little Christmas
 Make the yuletide gay
 From now on, our troubles will be far away.
 Here were 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
 Hang a shining star upon the highest bough
 And have yourself a merry little Christmas now.
 Oh, Here were 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
 Hang a shining star upon the highest bough
 And have yourself a merry little Christmas now...