[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 upon the highest bough