Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light
From now on,
Our troubles will be out of sightHave yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on,
Our troubles will be miles awayHere we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once moreThrough the years
We all will be together,
If the fates allow
So hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas nowHere we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yoreThrough the years
We all will be together,
If the fates allow
So hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
Songwriters
Hugh Martin, Ralph BlanePublished by
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