Through the years we all will be together if the fates allow
Happy golden days of yore
Gather near to us once more
Here we are as in olden days
Make the Yuletide gay
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Happy golden days of yore
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Faithful friends who are dear to us
From now on our troubles will be out of sight
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough
Through the years we all will be together if the fates allow
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
Here we are as in olden days
From now on our troubles will be miles away
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough