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Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
let your heart be light
from now on,
all troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
make the Yule-tide gay,
from now on,
all 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 Fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest
bough,
and have yourself a merry little Christmas now.
Hang a shining star upon the highest
bough,
and have yourself a merry little Christmas now.
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