Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
Hugh Martin, Ralph Blane
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 Yule-tide gay from now on
Our troubles will be miles away
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore faithful friends
Who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Through the years we all will be together
If the Fates allow hang a shining star
Upon the highest bough and have yourself
A merry little Christmas now