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I'm an old hog-hauler, I drove a big truck
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I shot the pinball machine, but it caused me bad luck. 

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Put all I ever made in a pinball machine
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I'd get four catty-corners, then I'd miss the 16. 

I wish they'd outlaw them old pinball machines
Many weeks they have caused me to live on sardines. 

Last time I called my wife on the phone
The first thing she says, "John, when can you come home?" 

"I got a load of hogs and they've got to go
I'll see you when I get back from Chicago." 

She says, "John, you know I love you, I wish you wouldn't go
Send your babies some money, they are hungry and cold." 

The last thing she said and then she hung up
"John, you give up my lovin', just to drive an old truck." 

I made my trip on to Chicago
I was gone two months, 'cause I shot up my dough. 

When I got home my family was gone
The best friend I had, rung my telephone. 

He said, "John, I guess you wonder about your babies and wife?
Pneumonia got your babies and your wife took her life!" 

I lost all my friends, I can't sleep for bad dreams
I dream about an old truck and a pinball machine.