Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas Songtext
von Phil Wickham

Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on, our troubles will be out of sight

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

Through the years we all will be together
If the Lord allows
Hang that shining star on the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now