Christmas future is far away Christmas past is past Christmas present is here today Bringing joy that may last
Have yourself a merry little Christmas May 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 In a year our troubles will be miles away
Here we are as in olden days Happy golden days of yore Precious 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 yourselves a merry little Christmas now
Through the years We all will be together If the Fates allow Hang a shining star upon the highest bough And have yourselves a merry little Christmas now
