Plastic Container Of Plonk chords by Gordon Bok

• Capo on 2nd

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Difficulty: Novice

Intro:
C  Am  G    C

Verse:
    G                       C
I remember the days that we used to go fishing
F         C                       G
After the whiting around Skirmish Point
                                       C
With a carton of stubbies, a bucket of yabbies
    F             C                     G
And worms that we dug from all over the joint
                           C
And a plastic container of plonk
      G                    C       G
And a plastic container of plonk

Verse:
                     C
Remember the day old Charlie got blotto
    F         C                   G
And fell all about in a tangle of lines
                                             C
He was singing his head off and whirling his sinker
    F            C                  G
And while he was having a wonderful time
                           C
He spilled me container of plonk
   G                       C        G
He spilled me container of plonk

Verse:
                                   C
Now it splashed all about and some fell in the bucket
        F           C                   G
And the yabbies all went on a beautiful spree
                                Am
They drank me rough red and got tight as old Charlie
F           C                         G
Arguing and singing, left nothing for me
                           C
Of me plastic container of plonk
      G                    C
Of me plastic container of plonk

Verse:
        G                        C
We were baiting with yabbies all well marinated
    F            C                           G
And waving their claws as they went on their way
                                             C
And the whiting all heard of this marvellous tucker
    F             C                            G
And came in their thousands from all round the Bay
                               C
To indulge in some yabbies and plonk
     G                         C       G
To indulge in some yabbies and plonk

Verse:
        G                                        C
Now our creels were soon full, so we started off homeward
       F        C                    G
With a teetotal nephew to manage the car
                                       C
And the whiting all rose to surface to thank us
        F            C                     G
For the new taste sensation that came in a jar
                        C
Me plastic container of plonk
   G                    C       G
Me plastic container of plonk

Verse:
                          C
So don't talk to me about burleying whiting
F           C                     G
Just take a tip from an old fisherman
                                     C
Get some rough red and before you go fishing
F          C                         G
Tip a good slosh in the bait-holding can
                               C
From your plastic container of plonk
     G                    C
Your plastic container of plonk