Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

Have yourself a merry little Christmas
 Let your heart be light
 From now on our troubles will be out of sight, of sight
 Have yourself a merry little Christmas
 Make the Yule-tide 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 have been dear to us
 Gather near to us once more
 Through the years
 We all will be together if the fates allow
 Come and hang, hang a shining star upon the highest bough
 And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
 Right now, now
 Have yourself a merry little Christmas
 Make the Yule-tide gay
 From now on our troubles will be miles away
 Here we are as in olden days
 Happy golden days, 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
 Have yourself a merry little Christmas now
 Right now, now, now, now