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Verse 1:
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on our troubles will be out of sight
Verse 2:
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yule tide 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
Verse 3:
Through the years we'll all be together
If the fates allow
Hang a shining star above he highest bow
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now