Let your heart be light
Next year all your 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, ah
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Will be near to us once more,
Through the years we all will be together
If the fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bow,
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
Once again as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore, ah
Faithful friends who are dear to us
And they near to us once more,
Someday soon we all will be together
If the fates allow,
But 'til then we'll have to muddle through somehow, somehow
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
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