I was there that night in eighty three as one of the massive crowd
For to celebrate our great athlete he made us all so proud
The speeches were made in the Town Square the band played up and down
From San Juan he had brought a World Championship medal with him to Millstreet his Hometown.
The Town Square full of people it was an amazing sight
Surrounded by friends and family it was Willie Neenan’s night
We felt honoured for to honour him in the old Town of Millstreet
In a place of many sporting greats he was our best athlete.
One who worked so hard for his success and fame the miles of road he ran
Cork County, Munster, All Ireland and World Championship medals he was a mighty man
Yet he was always down to earth untainted by conceit
At cross country meetings when I was young he was the one to beat.
How often he ran up and down to and from the cross on Clara Hill
Will Millstreet see his likes again I doubt it ever will
In five hundred years or more from now with the life from him long gone
The legend of Willie Neenan will still be living on.