Because of John's comments above, I pulled out an old broadside of the Green Fields of America printed by Henry Disley. (Not the Henry with whom John was having coffee, I guess.) Just as John says, there are no fiddlers flaking out old mountain reels, though that is a great image.
I think the last verse is worth repeating...
The ship is now waiting the anchor is weighing,
Farewell to the land I am going to leave.
My Mary she left both her father and mother
With me to cross the western wave.
I'll fill a bumper when we're on our passage
And this is the toast from my heart I will say,
Here's health and long life to those that have courage
To go to the free land of America.
This song is included in an excellent book entitled "Thousands Are Sailing: a Brief Song History of Irish Emigration" that John Moulden put together in 1994. (My recollection is that it is not expensive and can be easily gotten via the Ulstersongs website.) John dates the song to between 1810 - 1820 which, of course, makes it quite old.
All the best,