Roly Poly

Words and Music by Fred Rose

Roly Poly eatin’ corn and ‘taters
Hungry ev’ry 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 his eye
He likes ev’rything from soup to hay.
Roly Poly daddy’s little fatty,
Bet he’s gonna be a man some day. 

Roly Poly scrambled eggs for breakfast
Bread and jelly twenty times a day
Roly Poly eats a hearty dinner,
It takes a lot of strength to run and play. 

Pulls up weeds and does the chores
And runs both ways to all the stores
He works up an appetite that way.
Roly Poly daddy’s little fatty,
Bet he’s gonna be a man some day.