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 miles away, oh

　　Here we are as in olden days

　　Happy golden days of yore, ah

　　Faithful friends who are dear to us

　　They gather near to us once more, ooh

　　Through the years we all will be together and

　　If the fates allow

　　Hang a shining star upon the highest bow

　　And have yourself a merry little Christmas now

　　Here we are as in olden days

　　Happy golden days of yore

　　Faithful friends who are dear to us

　　They gather near to us once more

　　Through the years we all will be together and

　　If the fates allow, oh yeah

　　Hang a shining star upon the highest bow