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