| Song | White Gown |
| Artist | Wolfstone |
| Album | Year Of The Dog |
| 作曲 : Chisholm, Drever | |
| You can burn me if you want | |
| to but I won't feel a flame | |
| You can taunt me with your words | |
| but I won't feel ashamed | |
| You can burn your crosses down | |
| until the morning light | |
| You can burn out my brown eyes | |
| but I won't lose my sight | |
| You can cast at me the first stone, | |
| I'll cast it to the floor | |
| You can try to clip my wings, | |
| over mountains I will soar | |
| You can wear your white satin | |
| robes and I will wear my pride | |
| And to hold me back you might | |
| as well hold back the morning tide | |
| Chorus... | |
| With your White Gown, handed down | |
| Fills my heart with pain | |
| With your White Gown, handed down | |
| Fills you up with shame | |
| You can offer me resistance, | |
| I will offer you my hand | |
| For a man who has lost his soul | |
| is like the drifting sand | |
| You can strike me if you want to, | |
| I won't cause you any pain | |
| For as long as you don't carry | |
| scars I won't carry blame | |
| Chorus... | |
| You can burn me if you want | |
| to but I won't feel a flame | |
| You can taunt me with your | |
| words but I won't feel ashamed | |
| You can think of me as running | |
| scared but run it from your mind | |
| I'll stand and look you in the | |
| eye until the end of time |
| zuò qǔ : Chisholm, Drever | |
| You can burn me if you want | |
| to but I won' t feel a flame | |
| You can taunt me with your words | |
| but I won' t feel ashamed | |
| You can burn your crosses down | |
| until the morning light | |
| You can burn out my brown eyes | |
| but I won' t lose my sight | |
| You can cast at me the first stone, | |
| I' ll cast it to the floor | |
| You can try to clip my wings, | |
| over mountains I will soar | |
| You can wear your white satin | |
| robes and I will wear my pride | |
| And to hold me back you might | |
| as well hold back the morning tide | |
| Chorus... | |
| With your White Gown, handed down | |
| Fills my heart with pain | |
| With your White Gown, handed down | |
| Fills you up with shame | |
| You can offer me resistance, | |
| I will offer you my hand | |
| For a man who has lost his soul | |
| is like the drifting sand | |
| You can strike me if you want to, | |
| I won' t cause you any pain | |
| For as long as you don' t carry | |
| scars I won' t carry blame | |
| Chorus... | |
| You can burn me if you want | |
| to but I won' t feel a flame | |
| You can taunt me with your | |
| words but I won' t feel ashamed | |
| You can think of me as running | |
| scared but run it from your mind | |
| I' ll stand and look you in the | |
| eye until the end of time |