There is a song in Helen Creighton's Songs & Ballads of Nova Scotia (I believe) entitled 'Jolly Roving Tar' (NOT the rollicking 'get up Jack, John sit down' song) the second verse of which runs thusly, if I remember correctly:


It's many's the pleasant evening my love and I did pass,
With many's the fine young sailor-lad and many's the fair young lass;
With a fiddler sweetly playing, likewise a wild guitar,
I went hand in hand together with my Jolly Roving Tar.


Note that it's not just a guitar, but a WILD guitar, thrashing along behind that sweetly-played fiddle. I think there's a bodhran in the next verse.