You were the king of Sand Mountain At least I thought so You had a knack for high tenor And I sang the low Alabama to the Opry Was the second hardest road The worst was me losing you And singing all alone Ira, I still hear you Off in the distance your sweet harmony Ira, I still miss you There'll never be another 'Cause you can't beat family I know you're up there singing With the angels, Hallelujah, Ira. Mandolin strings still ringing In my memory There were times when you gave Bill Monroe A run for his money You had a way with writing Music from the heart Your voice is strong Even though you're gone 'Cause I still hear your part. Ira, I still hear you Off in the distance your sweet harmony Ira, I still miss you There'll never be another 'Cause you can't beat family I know you're up there singing with the angels, Hallelujah, Ira. One day soon I'll sing with you And the angels, Hallelujah, Ira.