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 far away.

Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days gone by,
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more

Through the years we all have been together,
If the Faints allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now.