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 yultide gay

From now on our troubles will be miles away



Once again as in olden days

Happy golden days of yore

Faithful friends who are dear to us

Will be near to us once more



Through the years we all will be together

If the faiths allow

Hang a shining star upon the highest bough

And have yourself a merry little Christmas night