My dad used to sing this song to me and my siblings when he had time to take us to school on cold, wintery days in Indiana. He sure seemed to love all types of music. I can still hear him whistling, on his way home from work, coming down the road, in that old, red Ford pick-up truck, bounding over the railroad tracks and turning into the cinder parking lot next to our house.
Dad loved to learn new things, so get to school below, for Sisto!

Learn about Wine Acids
Learn about Wine Yeasts
Learn to Choose Wine
Learn to Speak Wine
Learn to Open and Serve Wine and Champagne
Learn to Hold a Wine Tasting
Schools out! - Catch the Bus Here to Get Back Home!