Lyrics Roly Poly - Asleep at the Wheel

(Here we go!)

(Yeah, Roly Poly!)

Roly Poly eatin' corn and taters
He's hungry every minute of the day
Roly Poly gnawin' on a biscuit
As long as he can chew it, it's okay

But he can eat an apple pie
And never even bat an eye
He loves everything from soup to hay
Roly Poly, daddy's little fatty
Bet he's going to be a man some day

That's right

Roly Poly, scrambled eggs for breakfast
Has bread and jelly 20 times a day
Roly Poly, eats a hardy dinner (I'll tell ya!)
Takes a lot of strength to run and play

But he pulls up weeds and does the chores
Runs both ways to all the stores
He works up an appetite that way
Roly Poly, daddy's little fatty
Bet he's going to be a man some day (oh!)

(Domino!)
(Again, haha!)
(Yeah, now it's gettin' fun)

(We've got a good friend, we are so fortunate he was able to come in tonight)
(And help us out, he helped us out during our Austin City Limits show)
(All the way from Oklahoma, ladies and gentleman)
(My good friend, Mister Wade Hayes, yeah!)

(Wade's not only a great singer and a songwriter, but he's a great guitar picker)
(So we're gonna make him, make him plug in that guitar and do all those things)
(Mister Hayes?)
(Yep!)
(What are we gonna do tonight there, bro?)