Plastic Container Of Plonk Chords & Lyrics - Gordon Bok

[INTRO]
[C] [Am] [G] [C]

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

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

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

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

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

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