Written and produced by Ronald Allen Bell and G-Dawg Trading~

Red Rover… Red Rover… [Verse 1]

In the mud and the rain, where the poppies will grow

We huddle together, the boys that I know

The sergeant is calling, his voice cold and low

“Get ready, men, soon it’s time for the show” [Pre-Chorus]

Hands linked in a chain like the game from our youth

But this isn’t playtime—this is cold, bitter truth [Chorus]

Red Rover, Red Rover, send Bobby right over!

He charges the hill as the cannons take over

Red Rover, Red Rover, the bullets fly closer

Sending him over… to the arms of his maker Red Rover, Red Rover, send them all over

One by one falling like leaves in October [Verse 2]

Letters from home, full of hope and of pride

They don’t know the horror on this other side

The wire is tangled, the ground soaked in red

We bury our brothers where the living once tread [Chorus]

Red Rover, Red Rover, send Willie right over!

His laughter is silenced as death pulls him over

Red Rover, Red Rover, no more will he rover

The fields claim another—game over and over [Bridge]

(slower, stripped back, emotional—solo voice + piano)

How many more names will this rover demand?

How many young lives in this no-man’s land?

Mothers and sweethearts will wait by the door

For sons who went over and won’t come back no more [Final Chorus – building with full choir and orchestra]

Red Rover, Red Rover, the whole line goes over!

The youth of a nation lost in the clover

Red Rover, Red Rover, the war keeps on calling

Sending them over… till no one’s left standing [Outro]

(fade with echoing vocals and repeating Am – Dm vamp, distant bugle call dissolving into silence)

Red Rover… send them over…

Red Rover… they’re all over…