Phoebe Bridgers
Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
[Verse 1]
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
Next year, all our troubles
Will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yuletide gay
Next year, all our troubles
Will be miles away

[Chorus]
Once again as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who were dear to us
Will be near to us once more

[Verse 2]
Someday soon, we all will be together
If the fates allow
Until then, we'll have to muddle through somehow
So have yourself a merry little Christmas now