they would seek high, they would seek low
calling their manchild as the trouble would blow
there`s always some body to watch over me
i`m never alone i wish they`d leave me be
never alone
I`m never alone
i`m just a boy not long for this world
i`m called nelsito and i`m thirteen years old
for nearly two decades this vendetta has raged
there are no men i`m the last in the chain
last in the chain
i`m manchild man
marimba sing high marimba sing low
marimba sing high as the cemetery grows
all have been wept for husbands brothers grandsons
grandfathers nephews cousins uncles fathers and sons
i walk in boots too big for me
the women do cry as they watch over me
i work at the altar i try to be good
but just like the others i`ll soon travel in wood
i try to be good
man child in wood