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Have yourself a merry little Christmas |
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Let your heart be light |
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From now on |
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our troubles will be out of sight |
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Have yourself a merry little Christmas |
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Make the Yule-tide gay |
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From now on |
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our troubles will be miles away |
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Here we are as in olden days |
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Happy golden days of yore |
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Faithful friends who are dear to us |
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Gather near to us once more |
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Through the years |
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We all will be together |
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If the Fates allow |
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Hang a shining star upon the highest bough |
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And have yourself a merry little Christmas now |
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Here we are as in olden days |
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Happy golden days of yore |
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Faithful friends who are dear to us |
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Gather near to us once more |
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Through the years |
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We all will be together |
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If the Fates allow |
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Hang a shining star upon the highest bough |
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And have yourself a merry little Christmas now |
