Roly Poly

Eatin' corn and taters

Hungry every minute of the day

Roly Poly

Gnawin' on a biscuit

As long as he can chew it it's okay



He can eat an apple pie

And never even bat an eye

He likes anything from soup to hay

Roly Poly

Daddy's little fatty

I bet he's gonna be a man someday



Roly Poly

Scrambled eggs for breakfast

Bread and jelly twenty times a day

Roly Poly

He eats a hearty dinner

He needs lots of strength to sing and play



He's up at dawn to do the chores

And he runs both ways through all the stores

He works up an appetite that way

Roly Poly

Daddy's little fatty

Fatty's gonna be a man someday