Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light
Next year all
our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
Next year all
our troubles will be miles away.
Once again as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Will be near to us once more.
Some day soon
We all will be together,
If the Fates allow until then we'll have to
muddle through somehow
So have yourself A merry little Christmas now.
Lyrics by Ralph Blane
Music by Hugh Martin
