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 going to be a man some day



(guitar solo)



Roly Poly, scarmbled eggs for breakfest

Bread and jelly twenty times a day

Roly Poly, eats a hearty dinner

He needs lots strength to sing and play



He's up at dawn to do the chores 

Runs both ways to all the stores

He works up an appetite that way

Ro-oly Poly

Daddy's little fatty

Fatty's going to be a man some day