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songbook/songs/welle-wogte.tex
shahondin1624 93f451eef9 Import 294 songs from Carmina Leonis PDF
Add import-songs.py script that extracts songs from the PDF text
and generates .tex files with leadsheets format. Adds song
properties for all reference books (BuLiBu, BuLiBuII, CL, SwA,
Barde, LiBock). Generates all-songs.tex with alphabetical inputs.

Note: Chord alignment is approximate from PDF extraction and
may need manual review for some songs.

Co-Authored-By: Claude Opus 4.6 (1M context) <noreply@anthropic.com>
2026-04-02 15:40:59 +02:00

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\begin{song}{
title = {Welle wogte},
lyrics = {Steve Earle; Weise: Sharon Shannon},
composer = {Tuck 371 Galway Girl D G Well, I took a stroll on the old long walk of the day I-ay-I-ay D G D A D I met a little girl and we stopped to talk of a fine soft day I-ay G D G D And I ask you friends, whats a fella to do? h A G D Because her hair was black and her eyes were blue G D G D And I knew right then I been takin' a whirl h A G D Down the Salthill Prom with a Galway girl},
libock = 372,
}
\begin{verse}
W \chord{e}elle wogte \chord{C}an den Str \chord{e}and, \\
gr \chord{e}iff nach eines M \chord{C}ädchens H \chord{D}and, \\
\chord{G}das in Abendso \chord{D}nnen \chord{G}g \chord{h}lut \\
\chord{e}heimwärts wandert d \chord{C}urch die Flu \chord{e}t. \\
Zarte Brust und schlanker Fuß, \\
wahrt euch vor des Schmeichlers Gruß: \\
Höre, Kind, mein sanft Gebot! \\
Warte! Bleib, ich bin der Tod! \\
Drüben ruft der Liebe Glück. \\
Schmachvoll wärs, blieb ich zurück. \\
Dort im Fluss der helle Klang: \\
Wars ein Fisch, der spielend sprang? \\
Schlanker Fuß und zartes Herz \\
harrt der Fähre heimatwärts. \\
Hör auf mich, die Welle droht, \\
Warte, Kind! Ich bin der Tod. \\
Liebster ruft, da muss ich eilen. \\
Schande träf mich, wollt ich weilen. \\
Welle, Welle wogt und ringt, \\
mächtig ihren Leib umschlingt. \\
Töricht Herze, treue Hand, \\
kleiner Fuß trat nie ans Land. \\
Welle wandert, Welle rot, \\
Wogt hinab und trägt den Tod. \\
Worte: Rudyard Kipling
\end{verse}
\end{song}