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Have yourself a merry little Christmas
May your heart be light
From now on our 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 were are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more, yeah
Through the years we all will be together
And if the fates allow
Hang a shining star on the highest bough, yeah
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now