

Purchase Line High School, Nobel And Strong
To thee With Loyal hearts, We Raise Our Song.
Swelling To Heaven Loud, Our Praises Ring;
Purchase Line High School, Of Thee We Sing.
Majesty As A Crown, Rests On Thy Brow;
Pride, Honor, Glory, Love, Before Thee Bow.
Ne'er Can Thy Spirit Die, Thy Walls Decay,
Purchase Line High School, For Thee We Pray.
When you walk through the storm
hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on
Walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone.
© Copyright 2009, Edward Farrell, All Rights Reserved