Oh... Oh ooh...
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
let your heart be light
From now on your troubles will be out of sight yeah
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
make the Yule tide gay
From now on your troubles will be miles away oh ooh
Here we are as in olden days
happy golden days of yore uh
Faithful friends who are dear to us
They gather near to us once more ooh
Through the years we all will be to gether if the fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough oh
And have yourself a merry little
Christmas now
Ooh... ooh...
Faithful friends who are dear to us
They gather near to us once more
Through the years we all will be to gether
oh yeah if the fates allow oh yeah
But till then we'll have to muddle through some how
no yeah oh ooh oh
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
