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 My  came from Japan in 1905
  was 15 when he immigrated from Japan
 He worked until he was  to buy - to actually build a store
 
 Let me tell you the story in the  of a dream,
 I don't know why I have  tell it but I know what it means,
 Close your eyes,  picture the scene,
 As I paint  for you, it was World War II,
 When this man  Kenji woke up,
  was not a soldier,
 He was just a man with a family who  a store in LA,
 That  he crawled out of bed like he always did,
 Bacon and eggs with  and kids,
 He lived  the second floor of a little store he ran,
 He moved  LA from Japan,
 They  him 'Immigrant,'
 In Japanese,  say he was called "Issei,"
 That meant 'First Generation  The United States,'
 When everyone was afraid of the Germans, afraid of the 
 But most  all afraid of a homeland attack,
 And that morning when Ken went  on the doormat,
 His world  black 'cause,
 Right there; front  news,
 Three weeks  1942,
 "Pearl Harbour's Been Bombed And The Japs Are 
 Pictures of soldiers dyin'  runnin',
  knew what it would lead to,
 Just like he  the President said,
 "The evil  in our home country will be locked away,"
  gave Ken, a couple of days,
  get his whole life packed in two bags,
 Just two bags, couldn't even pack  clothes,
 Some folks didn't even have a suitcase, to pack  in,
  two trash bags is all they gave them,
 When the kids asked mom "Where  we goin'?"
 Nobody even knew what to  to them,
 Ken didn't wanna lie, he said "The US is lookin'  spies,
 So we have to live in a  called Manzanar,
 Where  lot of Japanese people are,"
 Stop it don't look at  gunmen,
 You don't wanna get the  wonderin',
 If you gonna  or not,
 'Cause  you run then you might get shot,
  than that try not to think about it,
 Try not to worry 'bout it; bein'  crowded,
 Someday we'll get out, someday, 
 
 As  as war broke out
 The F.B.I. came  they just come to the house and
 "You  to come"
  the Japanese have to go"
 They took  Lee
 People didn't understand
  did they have to take him?
 Because  an laborer laborer
 
 So  they're in a town with soldiers surroundin' them,
 Every  every night look down at them,
 From watch  up on the wall,
 Ken couldn't really hate them  all;
 They were just doin' their  and,
 He wasn't gonna  any problems,
 He  a little garden with vegetables and fruits that,
 He gave to the troops in a  his wife made,
 But in the back of his mind,  wanted his families life saved,
 Prisoners of war in  own damn country,
 What for?
 Time  in the prison town,
 He wanted  to live it down when they were free,
 The only  out was joinin' the army,
 And supposedly, some men went out  the army, signed on,
 And ended up flyin' to  with a bomb,
 That 15 kilotonne blast, put an  to the war pretty fast,
 Two cities were blown to bits;  end of the war came quick,
 Ken got out, big hopes of a normal life, with his kids and  wife,
 But, when they got back to  home,
 What they saw made  feel so alone,
 These  had trashed every room,
 Smashed in  windows and bashed in the doors,
 Written  the walls and the floor,
 "Japs not  anymore."
 And Kenji dropped both of his bags at his sides  just stood outside,
 He, looked at his wife without words  say,
  looked back at him wiping tears away,
 And, said "Someday we'll  okay, someday,"
 Now the names have been  but the story's true,
  family was locked up back in '42,
 My family was there  was dark and damp,
 And they  it an internment camp
 
 When we first got back from  uhh
 It was...  pretty bad
 
 I, I remember my  said
 "Are we  stay 'til last?"
  my husband died before they close the camp.