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Have yourself a merry little Christmas, yeah
Let your heart be light
From now on our troubles will be out of sight
Oh
Have yourself a merry little Christmas, yeah
Make the Yuletide 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 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, yeah
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now
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