I Don't Know How to Tell Him

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

Songwriters

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