9 years old, as sweet as she can beAll dressed up like a downtown Christmas treeWhere she dances and hum in a rock and roll melodyShe's the daughter of a well-respected manWho taught her how to judge and understandShe makes me a rock and roll music fanSweet little rock and rollerSweet little rock and rollerMy momma don't have to told herMy papa can hardly hold herHe never gets any olderSweet little rock and rollerMy momma don't have to told herMy papa can hardly hold herHe never gets any olderSweet little rock and rollerSweet little rock and rollerMy momma don't have to told herMy papa can hardly hold herShe, her eyes as the band begins to playWell, the famous singers bow and waveWhen the dogs come on she'll reel and help them playSweet little rock and rollerSweet little rock and rollerMy momma can hardly hold herMy momma don't have to told herShe never gets any olderShe's the sweet little, sweet, sweet, sweetOh, she's the sweet little rock and rollerOh, sweet little rock and rollerMy momma don't have to told herMy papa can hardly hold herShe never gets any olderShe's the sweet little rock and rollerShe's the sweet little rock and rollerSweet little rock and rollerShe never gets any olderMy papa can hardly hold herMy momma don't have to told herShe's the sweet little rock and rollerOh, sweet little rock and rollerSweet little rock and rollerSweet little rock and rollerSweet little rock and rollerSweet little rock and roller