I gotta gal that's mighty sweet, With blue eyes and   tiny feet. Her name is Rosabelle Magee, and she tips   the scale at three o three, Oh!   Gee- but ain't it grand to have a girl so big and fat   that when you hug'er   You don't know where you're at you   Have to take a piece of chalk in your hand and   hug a way and chalk a mark to see where you began,       One day when I was a huggin and a chalkin and a chalkin   and a huggin a way. When I met another fella with   some chalk in his hand, Com-in' around the other way 'round   the mountain. Comin' around the other way.       Nobody ever said I'm weak. My bones don't ache and my joints   creak. But I I grow absolutely limp, Ev-'ry time I kiss my   baby blimp, Oh!             One day I had a yen for some one leaner, she was meaner than a   mink in a pen. So I left her now I'm happy as a fella could be   Huggin and chalkin in once a gain 'round my Rosie   Huggin and chalkin in once again.       One day I was a huggin and a chalkin and a beggin' her to be my bride   When I met another fella with some chalk in his hand   Comin a round the other side of the mountain   Comin around the other side.