Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light
Just for now,
our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
For one night,
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.
In a year
We all will be together,
If the Fates allow
And if not, we'll have to muddle through somehow
So have yourself a merry little Christmas now
//The Magic 8-Ball says, "See you later, I'm off to visit Cousin Snow-Globe."\\
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