Treasure Island is a 1950 Disney adventure film, adapted from the Robert Louis Stevenson's novel Treasure Island. It starred Bobby Driscoll as Jim Hawkins, and Robert Newton as Long John Silver. It was Disney's first completely live-action film and the first screen version of Treasure Island made in color.
A non-Disney produced sequel to the film, Long John Silver, was released in 1954, with Newton reprising his role of Long John Silver. Newton went on to play Silver again in a TV series, The Adventures of Long John Silver (made 1954–55), also shot at Pagewood Studios Sydney, and started (in Technicolor) before Australia had television.
Jim Hawkins, a young boy living with his mother in England in their inn, the 'Admiral Benbow', is looking after the inn, when a strange man comes and orders a glass of rum from him, at the same time asking Jim if he has seen a "Captain William Bones". Jim answers that he has never seen a Billy Bones, and gets Black Dog another glass of rum. However, Black Dog looks into the back of the inn and sees an old sea chest with the initials "W.B." inscribed on the side, and takes off. Once he is gone, Bones enters asking Jim if it was "a one legged man". Jim tells Bones of the man who came in and Bones recognizes him as Black Dog, and tells Jim to give him rum, though he is instructed not to for his health sake. Jim runs out of the inn, but runs straight into Blind Pew and is caught. Pew presents Bones with the infamous black spot, and leaves. Bones reveals he has until dark to live, but he is too ill to walk even a few steps, so knowing he is going to die, he gives Jim a roll of paper and tells him to go get help from the town.
The moon's waving the world goodbye
The morning sun smiles and lights the sky
I hear the waves crashing into shore
The world's an ocean waiting at my door
Before I set out for the open sea
I'll take the word my father's given me
And I'll go sailing out to treasure island
The treasure island that God's word can be
I'll pray and make my way to treasure island
And in those quiet times I know that I will find
All the treasure I will ever need
I raise the sail as I kneel to pray
Check my course all along the way
A million thoughts like the rushing wind
Are blowing this ship so I'll pray again
Soon I have landed on the solid ground
I take my life's concerns and lay them all down
When I go sailing out to treasure island
The treasure island that God's word can be
I'll pray and make my way to treasure island
And in those quiet times I know that I will find
All the treasure I will ever need
And when I return to the mainland
I'll take the treasure back with me
I'll go sailing out to treasure island
The treasure island that God's word can be
I'll go sailing out to treasure island
Guided by the spirit's gentle wind
I'll pray and make my way to treasure island
And when the new day starts, I'll take my longing heart
And sail to treasure island once again
I'll go sailing out to treasure island
Squire Trelawny and Dr. Livesay having asked me, Jim Hawkins,
to tell everybody the whole tale about the 'Island',
Flint's treasure and Mr. Silver.
Keeping nothing back but its position and that only,
because the major part of the treasure has not been lifted yet.
I personally think we would never have begun this adventure
and set course with the 'Hispaniola', if we had known
what would happen and that some of us would never return,
having lost their lives. Sometimes the whole story haunts dreams
and brings me the worst nightmares I ever had.
That's when I hear the cries of the fallen,
the waves pounding the rocks on the coast and Captain Flint's
raw voice screaming: 'Pieces of eight! Pieces of eight! Hahahah!'.
And I tell you, no oxen and wain ropes will ever take me
back to 'Treasure Island'!!!
Mr. Bones is fighting 'Black Dog'
He want to split him to the chine
'Blind Pew' the bringer of the spot
Horse-hooves trampling his spine
We have the map to start our trip
The 'Squire' has the ship and the sailors
'Long John' is the man with the grip
No one knows he will raid us
The yell of the slain
The waves on the rocks
Captain Flint's raising hell
He's calling my name
To drive me insane
Treasure Island
Where the brave fell
A one-legged devil
From the pit of hell
A greedy demon on his treasury
Cursed the island, oh, eternally
'Long John' is spreading his law
Hatching a death bringing plot
I show up in a council of war
What I heard in the barrel from this toad
The yell of the slain
The waves on the rocks
Captain Flint's raising hell
He's calling my name
To drive me insane
But I'll never return to
Treasure Island
Where the brave fell
A one-legged devil
From the pit of hell
A greedy demon on his treasury
Cursed the island, oh, eternally
We see the land, shining sand
But it can be our grave
I jump the boat, overload
Trying to be too brave
Burning sun, find 'Ben Gunn'
Assassins claim the ship
I cut the rope, I try to cope
To free it from 'Hand's' grip
Bulling row, cannon law
The jolly-boats last trip
Killing tried, stockade fight
'Silver's' villains quit
Abandonment, to 'Silver's' hand
A cunning pack is made
Trick or treat, make scoundrels
Bleed, their dullness will be paid
I stumble to the stockade
The sweat drips form my brow
No one keeps a lockout, oh no!
The rabble owns it now
'Silver' tries to shield me
The 'Black spot' comes again
He throws the map onto the ground
He plays a tricky game
Pickaxe, rope and shovel
The dead-man marks the way
No chest, no gold, no silver
2 guineas is their pay
Musket cracks like thunder
The blood is running red
'Ben Gunn' kept the treasure
From beginning to end
When we put back to the sea
'Silver's' chains are doubly tight
'Long John' and his counterfeit key
Sidle away through the night
The yell of the slain
The waves on the rocks
Captain Flint's raising hell
He's calling my name
To drive me insane
But I'll never return to
Treasure Island
Where the brave fell
A one-legged devil
From the pit of hell
A greedy demon on his treasury
Cursed the island, oh, eternally
Treasure Island
Where the brave fell
A one-legged devil
From the pit of hell
A greedy demon on his treasury
Cursed the island, oh, eternally
O love is never easy
It¡¯s almost always out of your way
It¡¯s not the path of least resistance
It¡¯s not some words you get to say
It¡¯s a stream running up a mountain
It¡¯s a wave rolling out from the shore
Wish I could say I never felt that way before
I have a friend who¡¯s lonely
She is chasing after her dreams
And she is the one and only
One who knows how hard it could be
Chorus:
There¡¯s a treasure on her island
Buried in the city of news
Wish I could say we didn¡¯t have that much to lose
Yeh one friend tried to end it
He could not see the good in his life
In his mirror or his pocket
And his hopes had come down like a knife
It¡¯s a stream running up a mountain
It¡¯s a wave rolling out from the shore
Wish I could say I never felt that way before
There¡¯s a treasure on these islands
cutest hoes in my southern flow
looks so good and I'm flying here
soaring high like a eagle hoe
baddest bitch in my hemisphere
drugs the camp and i'll let you know
saved every song so you can hear
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that's how we rock
10 million sold when I drop
10 million flows, think she hot
10 million hoes in my drop
10 million pounds watch my clock
10 million years at the top
My time will start today nicki paved the way
came to far to leave now I can't stop uh
chorus
Get your styrofoam cups raise em high
let em know its team iggy bitch till you die
gets your tats, get your shirts let the world see who running this let em know you belong to me
la la lock ups make em lean i got vacants on my chain you you can't mess with my team i got vacants on my chain
i i i i live the dream i got vacants on my chain
wa wa wa walk with the queen i got vacants on my chain
la la lock ups make em lean i got vacants on my chain you you can't mess with my team i got vacants on my chain
drop top that mercedes man
peez weed gets crazy
drop thousands on my baby
i been living as of lately
at the palms i drop 180
and my ghost a do 180
heres 180 heres 180
they shut em down computer baby
cause i'm tryna get paid
hey neil i swear they can't fade
hey george we got it all made
hey shouts to all my gays
hey shout to all my bitches and all my fans thats just misunderstood
i work for y'all they can't hate us yo its all good
gets your tats, get your shirts let the world see who running this let em know you belong to me
la la lock ups make em lean i got vacants on my chain you you can't mess with my dream i got vacants on my chain
i i i i live the dream i got vacants on my chain wa wa wa walk with the queen i got vacants on my chain