Have yourself a merry little Christmas

It may be your last

Next year, we may all be living in the past

Have yourself a merry little Christmas

Pop that champagne cork

Next year, we may all be living in New York

No good times like the olden days

Happy golden days of yore

Faithful friends who were dear to us

Will be near to us no more

But at least we all will be together

If the Lord allows

From now on, we′ll have to muddle through somehow

So have yourself a merry little Christmas now