Music : Brian T. Littrell/Thomas L. Smith
It takes a lot to know what is love
It's not the big things, but the little things
That can mean enough
A lot of prayers to get me through
And there is never a day that passes by
I don't think of you
You were always there for me
Pushing me and guiding me
Always to succeed
You showed me
When I was young just how to grow
You showed me
Everything that I should know
You showed me
Just how to walk without your hands
'Cause, Mom, you always were
The perfect fan
God has been so good
Blessing me with a family
Who did all they could
And I've had many years of grace
And it flatters me when I see a smile on your face
I want to thank you for what
You've done
In hopes I can give back to you
And be the perfect son
You showed me
When I was young just how to grow
You showed me
Everything that I should know
You showed me
Just how to walk without your hands
'Cause, Mom, you always were
The perfect fan
You showed me how to love
You showed me how to care
And you showed me that you would always be there
You showed me
When I was young just how to grow
You showed me
Everything that I should know
You showed me
Just how to walk without your hands
'Cause, Momma, you always were
The perfect fan
'Cause, Mom, you always were
Mom, you always were
Mom, you always were
The perfect fan