Luyện nghe bài hát Kenji

My father came from in 1905
He was, 15 when he immigrated from
He, he, he worked he was able to buy this patch
And a store

Let me, tell you the story in the of a dream
I don't know why I have to tell it, but I know what it
Close eyes, just picture the scene
As I paint it for you, it was War II
When this man Kenji woke up
Ken was not a
He was just a man, with a family, who a store in L.A.

That day, he out of bed like he always did
Bacon and eggs with wife and
He lived on the second of a little store, he ran
He to L.A. from Japan
called him 'Immigrant'
In Japanese, say, he was called, Esay
That 'First generation in the United States'

everyone was afraid of the Germans, afraid of the Japs
But of all afraid of a homeland attack
And that morning when Ken out on the doormat
His world went black
Right there, front page news, three weeks 1942
"Pearl been bombed and the Japs are comin'"

of soldiers dyin' and runnin'
Ken knew it would lead to
Just he guessed, the President said
"The Japanese in our home country will be locked away"
They gave Ken, a of days
To get his whole life packed in two
two bags, couldn't even pack his clothes

Some folks didn't even have a suitcase, to pack in
So two trash bags, was all they gave
When the kids mum, "Where are we goin'?"
Nobody knew, what to say to them
Ken wanna lie, he said, "The US is lookin' for spies
So we have to live in a called Mandinar
Where a lot of Japanese are"

Stop it, look at the gunmen
You don't get the soldiers wonderin'
If you run or not,
'Cause if you run you might get shot
Other than that, try not to about it
Try not to worry it bein' so crowded
Someday, we'll get out, someday,

As soon as war out
The G.I. came and they just to the house
And you have to come all the Japanese to go
They took Mr.Lee, didn't understand
Why did have to take him?
Because an innocent labor

So now, in a town with soldiers surroundin' them
Every day, night, look down at them
From watch towers up on the
Ken couldn't really hate at all
They were just their job and
He wasn't make any problems

He had a little garden, with vegetables and fruits
He gave to the troops in a basket his made
But in the of his mind, he wanted his families life saved
Prisoners of war in own damn country, what for?
Time passed in the prison

He them to live it down when they were free
The only way out was, the army
And supposedly, some men out for the army, signed on
And ended up flyin' to with a bomb
That 15 blast, put an end to the war pretty fast
Two cities blown to bits, the end of the war came quick

Ken got out, big of a normal life, with his kids and his wife
But, they got back to their home
What they saw them feel so alone
people had trashed every room
Smashed in the windows and bashed in the
Written on the and the floor 'Japs not welcome anymore'

And dropped both of his bags at his sides and just stood outside
He, at his wife without words to say
She back at him, wiped the tears away
And, said, "Someday, be okay, someday"
Now, the names been changed, but the story's true
My was locked up back in '42
My was there it was dark and damp
And they called it, an internment

When we got back from camp, uhh
It was pretty, pretty bad, I, I remember my said
"Are we stay 'til last?"
Then my husband died before close the camp