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 no
Our troubles will
Be far away
Here we are
As in olden days
Happy golden days
Gone by
Oldest friends
Who are dear to us
Gather near to us
Once more
Through the years
We all have been together
If the saints allow
Hang a shining star
Upon the highest bough
And have yourself
A merry little Christmas
Now
Writer(s): Ralph Blane, Hugh Martin
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