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