Roly Poly, eating corn and taters
Hungry every minute of the day
Roly Poly, gnawing on a biscuit
Long as he can chew it it's okay
He can eat an apple pie
Never even bat an eye
He likes everything from a soup to hay
Roly Poly, daddy's little fatty
Fatty's gonna be a man someday
Roly Poly, scrambled eggs for breakfast
Bread and jelly twenty times a day
Roly Poly eats a hardy dinner
He needs lots of strength to sing and play
He's up at dawn and does the chores
He runs both ways to all the stores
He works up an appetite that-a-way
Oh, Roly Poly, daddy's little fatty
Fatty's gonna be a man someday
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