Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
Hugh Martin, Ralph Blane
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
May your heart be light
Next year, all our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yuletide gay
From now, all our troubles will be miles away
Oh, and here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
And faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us, once more
Through the years we all will stay together
If the fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough
Oh, and have yourself a merry little Christmas now
Oh, and have yourself a merry little Christmas now