Roly Poly

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

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 eats a hard day dinner

It takes lots of strenght to run and play

Well now he pulls up weeds

And does the chores

Runs both ways through all the doors

He wears up that apetite that way

Roly poly daddy's little fatty

I bet he's gonna be a man someday