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I Don't Know How to Tell Him - Wanda Jackson



     
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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 goneHe 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 goneI 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
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Wanda Jackson (born Wanda Lavonne Jackson, October 20, 1937 in Maud, Oklahoma) is an American rock and roll singer. Having made her debut recordings at the age of nineteen, she became one of the first popular female rock and roll singers in history and as a result, a pioneering and influential figure in female musicianship. She is known as the "Queen (or First Lady) of Rockabilly." Jackson was still in high school when country singer Hank Thompson heard her sing on an Oklahoma City radio show and asked her to record with his band in 1954.

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