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.
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.
© Hugh Martin and Ralph Blane
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