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 we are as in olden days, Happy golden days gone by, Oldest friends who are dear to us Gather near to us once more. Through the years we all have been together, If the Faints allow, Hang a shining star upon the highest bough, And have yourself a merry little Christmas now.