15 years to late, but I put some chords to this song given its relationship to the recent Alexander Hamilton musical.

(my recording)

      Am
How stands the glass around,
      G                     Em7
Of which we take no care, my boys?
         Am
How stands the glass around?
    G                Em7
Let wine and mirth abound,
       C      G
The trumpets sound;
       G                          Em7
The colours they do fly, my boys;
      C             G
To fight, kill, or wound,
      C    G    Am
As you'll be found
      Am
Contented with your chear, my boys,
       Am G    Am
On the cold ground.