Have yourself a merry little Christmas Let your heart be light From now on, your troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas Make the Yuletide gay From now on, my troubles will be miles away, away Oh, 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 Hang a shining star upon the highest bough And have yourself a merry little Christmas now Have yourself a merry little Christmas Let your heart be light From now on, your 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 Have yourself a merry little Christmas now