Lyrics: Hugh Martin/Ralph Blane

Christmas future is far away, Christmas past is past
Christmas present is here today,
Brining joy that will last

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 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.