Handout - Opera Guild of Rochester

Falstaff’s s drinking SongFalstaff (Franz Hawlata)As a tiny lad at my mother’s s breast,With a hey and a ho by rain and wind,Sack was already my passion,For the rain it rains every day.Come brown Hanna, here, fill my wineskin!Quench the fire in my throat,Drinking is no disgraceBacchus drank too, yesBe ready!