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 across thе highest bow

And have yourself a mеrry little Christmas now