Anyone know the rest of the words to an old, sad c/w/folk song about a hog hauler?

I'm an old hog hauler and I drive a big truck,
I played the pinball machine till it brought me bad luck.
All I ever got on the pinball machine,
I got the four cat-e-corners, but I missed the sixteen.

My wife she called me up on the telephone,
Said "John, I really love you, when will 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."

blah, blah.

My best friend called me up on the telephone,
He said (blah blah).
"John, I hate to tell you 'bout your babies and your wife,
Pneumonia caught the babies and your wife took her life."