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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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Will be near to us once more. |
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Through the years we all will be together |
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If the Fates allow |
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But till then we'll have to muddle through somehow |
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So 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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Will be near to us once more. |
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Through the years 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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Have yourself a merry little Christmas now. |
