Roly Poly eatin' corn and taters Hungry every minute of the day Roly Poly knowin' all the biscuits As long as he can chew it, it's okay
He can eat an apple pie and never even bat an eye He likes everything from a soup to hay Oh Roly Poly, daddy's little fatty Daddy's gonna be a man someday
Roly Poly scrambled eggs for breakfast Bread and jelly twenty times a day Roly Poly eats a hard day dinner It takes a lot of strength to run and play
He bowls up weeds and does the chores And run both ways to Holday's stores He wears up that appetite that way Hey Roly Poly, daddy's little fatty Fatty's gonna be a man someday