Na casa vazia                                                                                       Visita não tinha                                                                                      Não tinha paredes                                                                                    Pedreiro não tinha.                                                                                    .                                                                                                          Na casa vazia                                                                                        Dinheiro não tinha                                                                                    O pouco que tinha                                                                                     Era pinga e farinha.                                                                                .                                                                                                           A dona da casa                                                                                      se achava pobre                                                                                   Não trabalhava                                                                                       Nem banho tomava                                                                                cheirava a bode.                                                                                  .                                                                                                          Quem sabe se um dia                                                                          Chegasse a água                                                                                     E também energia                                                                                  Mudava a rotina                                                                                     Da casa vazia.                                                                                      .                                                                                                       Quem sabe esse dia                                                                              A dona da casa                                                                                    Tivesse alegria                                                                                     E brigava com a água                                                                            E rotina virava                                                                                      Essa rara assepsia.