Written By : Hugh Martin (1943)
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be the light
Next year all our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yule-tide gay
Next year all our troubles will be miles away
Once again as in olden days
happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Will be near to us once more
Someday soon we all will be together
If the Fates allow
Until then, we’ll have to muddle through somehow
so have yourself a merry, a merry little Christmas now.
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