Roly Poly, eatin' corn and taters Hungry every minute of the day Roly poly, gnawin' on a bisquit Long as he can chew it it's ok He can eat an aple pie And never bat an eye He likes everything from soup to hay Roly Poly, daddy's little fatty Bet he's gonna be a man someday Roly Poly, scrambled eggs for breakfast Bread and jelly 20 times a day Roly Poly, eats a hearty dinner It takes lots of strength to run and play Pulls up weeds and does the chores Runs both ways top all the stores He works up an appitite that way Roly Poly, daddy's little fatty Bet he's gonna be a man someday