I Don't Know How To Tell Him Lyrics - Wanda Jackson

I can tell him his toy gun won't kill Indians 

And the towel around his neck don't make him strong 

I can tell him there's no Easter bunny 

But I don't know how to tell him that you're gone 

He still looks for you every morning 

He's cried every night we've been alone 

I can tell him there's no real Santa 

But I don't know how to tell him that you're gone 

I can tell him his broomstick's not a pony 

And wearin' daddy's boots don't make him grown 

I can tell him there's no to ferry 

But I don't know how to tell him that you're gone 

'Cause he still looks for you every morning 

He's cried every night we've been alone 

I can tell him there's no real Santa 

I don't know how to tell him that you're gone