Subj: Farka is coming {st: DigiDam} Intro: Two years ago Ali Farka left his people Looking for wisdom And as soon as he'd found it he'd return To his people Master has been long away from us on his trip None of us have heard a word from him in two years Everyone is waiting for the day of his return, but wait the silence's breaking, I climb up in the nearest tree to see who could be coming round to visit us / I can see Farka coming / riding on his arabian horse, the / shade of him, it can't be mistaken / I can see our master come Still he's far away too far away for me to see, per- haps I was mistaken when I thought I saw him come Intuition tells me I could maybe be wrong, but wait the silence's breaking, I go up on the mountain side, to see who could be coming round to visit us, there must be something big going on now / I can see Farka coming / riding on his arabian horse, the / shade of him, it can't be mistaken / I can see our master come Party's on, the people gathers, Farka's brought his wisdom to us, his wisdom to us [Solo: Over verse] / I can see Farka coming / riding on his arabian horse, the / shade of him, it can't be mistaken / I can see our master come