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
